I went to the gym 2 weeks ago. Since then, it's been nada on the fitness department. I'm recalibrating. I am loving the walking and stair climbing part of commuting; I feel like I get some activity and it's nice to feel my booty burnin when I climb the stairs. But I'm trying to figure out what is feasible over the next few months. I've told myself about a million times all I really need to do to stay fit and feel good is strength training 3x a week, and I can do that 2x a week on week nights. It's only 2 nights. I can do this. Then I do one more session on the weekends. Yet it hasn't happened. True we've had company in town and a zillion things going on. Most nights are pretty unpredictable; if I can't get off the train at a reasonable time, then traffic is a nightmare on the way home. Last night we didn't get home until 7:15 because we stopped at Chipotle as we were all famished. :( On nights like that, should I just change my clothes and proceed, ignoring the fact I'm exhausted and wound up?
I've told myself that spending time with Lucia could = taking her for a walk. Then I read damn Amy and her inspiring posts and I contemplate getting a used jogging stroller and training for something. I miss having a goal. I've experimenting with caffeinating in the afternoon to power me through; that seems to be helping some. I will say that I really miss using my afternoon workouts to CTRL+ALT+DEL my mood and energy. I come home, even after being on the train, all wound up and jacked. Which is probably why ....
My neck, hips and back are aching and what I'm craving most is yoga or a long make out session with the foam roller. After reading this and realizing it is probably what I need most. It's just finding the time and energy to do it; if I wait until 8 p.m. I'll likely fall asleep on the mat. But maybe not.
I'm hopeful if we move to a smaller (read: less expensive) place, I might be able to afford the gym near the office so I can scoot over at lunch. Or even better, at the end of the work day before I go home. My company offers yoga, but you know how effing weird I get in class settings. MUST BE THE BEST. MUST ACHIEVE. Something comes over me and I'm the most obnoxious person in the world. It's the opposite of a calming experience.
How should I fit in working out? Should I just let it go and be OK with booty burnin stair climbing? Should I drink even more coffee to power me through?