Move It!

When I WAS Active...It is a gross understatement to say that I am not that active.  Once I quit playing roller derby (about two and 1/2 years ago), I basically stopped any real form of exercise.  And let’s face it, anyone who knows me knows that I am not a girl who embraced physical activity to begin with – even when I was skating three times a week.

Well, that isn’t entirely true.  I like the idea of physical activity and once I am actually doing it, I tend to enjoy it a lot.  Hell, I used to LOVE hot laps. Like love-LOVE.  I wasn’t very good at them, but I loved them just the same.  I also kinda dug tabatas.  There was also a brief time a million years ago (or yah know, like 10 years ago), that I was a “runner” (stop laughing).  It’s true! SMc and I ran on a pretty consistent basis (at least three days a week). I ran in three 5Ks and an 8K.  But then SMc moved to Vancouver and both of us promptly stopped running.  Without having another person to keep us motivated, this wasn’t a surprise to either of us.

So that’s the rub.  My problem lies in just getting me off my ass and doing any type of exercise. It’s a psychological barrier that I have never really had the fortitude to overcome easily. Now that isn’t to say it isn’t possible, I did play derby for about three years – so it is possible. But it takes a lot of internal negotiation to get me to move my shit.

To that end, in an effort to negotiate with myself and because I know my derby days are far behind me, I have signed up for a Learn-to-Run clinic through the Running Room that starts on July 27th. SMc and I took one way back when, but I figured it couldn’t hurt to do it again. Especially since I am 10 years older and well, there is considerably more of me to move around.

Now, I do have some apprehensions about it. I am doing it on my own so I will have to be a self-motivator. I am older and heavier which likely won’t be check marks in my corner and I am starting to feel the wear and tear on my body (knees and ankles mostly) so I don’t know how that will impact me. But yet, I go into it positive, but trepidatiously.

The fact is I feel like garbage, my ability to manage stress is fucking dumb (like FUCKING dumb), I sleep like shit, and maybe moving my hulking mass a bit more and a bit more often will help.  It certainly can’t hurt.

If nothing else, it means I get to buy more shoes and maybe look like this someday…..

YouTube Note: Yes, yes, there was far toooooo much Tom Cruise in that above clip. 😉 But the dude does run alot in his flicks. So I will give him that. See, AvD, I can be complimentary!  😉

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