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This week has been one of adjustment for me. I'm in the middle of getting myself back up to a level of fitness I'm happy with. And by middle of, I mean I'm just starting off, but have been meaning to for a long while.
As with all changes in my exercise patterns, it's taking a bit for my body and mind to adjust. As of right now, I'm facing a great deal of fatigue. That's not new. Fatigue seems to be a fairly staple thing in my life, to be honest. I'm always requiring a nap, it seems. I've never been able to figure out why, and my doctor wasn't able to, either. So I've just decided that being constantly tired is just something I have to live with. I don't let it stop me. There's too much to do.
The adjustment period into a new routine always makes me much more tired than usual. I don't generally get muscle soreness (unless I'm jumping in to weight training after a protracted break, or starting something completely new). I just get very tired.
So, today, I'm exhausted.
I went for a swim at lunch yesterday. The plan is to swim every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at lunch hour. I messed that up thanks to be unwell on Monday (thanks for nothing, migraine, you prick). Swimming, incidentally, makes me very, very tired. I wish I was a kid again, when I could wake up at 4:00am, to get to the pool for 5:00am, swim for two hours and then manage a full day of school. I'm not there anymore, and it makes me sad.
Running will be a part of the schedule, hopefully soon. I plan to run for a bit in the morning on Tuesday, Thursdays and Saturdays. But we'll see. I didn't manage to haul myself out of bed this morning, despite being more or less awake. I opted to cuddle with the kitties instead.
They're so cute and purry and sweet in the morning.
That said, I did bring my running shoes to work, so I might run today after all. Probably not. But the option is there, at least.
I really wish they had showers here at the office. Le sigh.
Anyway, I'm literally just blogging to complain about how tired I am. Hush. I'm allowed!
Also, I tore the triceps on my right arm a few years ago, and swimming has made that quite apparent. There's a weird dull ache at the tear site. Maybe it means I'm doing something right?
Anyway, I have to go learn some Welsh.
Ciao!
As with all changes in my exercise patterns, it's taking a bit for my body and mind to adjust. As of right now, I'm facing a great deal of fatigue. That's not new. Fatigue seems to be a fairly staple thing in my life, to be honest. I'm always requiring a nap, it seems. I've never been able to figure out why, and my doctor wasn't able to, either. So I've just decided that being constantly tired is just something I have to live with. I don't let it stop me. There's too much to do.
The adjustment period into a new routine always makes me much more tired than usual. I don't generally get muscle soreness (unless I'm jumping in to weight training after a protracted break, or starting something completely new). I just get very tired.
So, today, I'm exhausted.
I went for a swim at lunch yesterday. The plan is to swim every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at lunch hour. I messed that up thanks to be unwell on Monday (thanks for nothing, migraine, you prick). Swimming, incidentally, makes me very, very tired. I wish I was a kid again, when I could wake up at 4:00am, to get to the pool for 5:00am, swim for two hours and then manage a full day of school. I'm not there anymore, and it makes me sad.
Running will be a part of the schedule, hopefully soon. I plan to run for a bit in the morning on Tuesday, Thursdays and Saturdays. But we'll see. I didn't manage to haul myself out of bed this morning, despite being more or less awake. I opted to cuddle with the kitties instead.
They're so cute and purry and sweet in the morning.
That said, I did bring my running shoes to work, so I might run today after all. Probably not. But the option is there, at least.
I really wish they had showers here at the office. Le sigh.
Anyway, I'm literally just blogging to complain about how tired I am. Hush. I'm allowed!
Also, I tore the triceps on my right arm a few years ago, and swimming has made that quite apparent. There's a weird dull ache at the tear site. Maybe it means I'm doing something right?
Anyway, I have to go learn some Welsh.
Ciao!
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