Good morning, Readers!
I know I've used this image before, but I do love it. Nabbed this from wallhere.com.
I have returned to my usual routine this week, which means that I am sore and tired. For the record, my usual routine is lifting weights every Monday Wednesday and Friday at lunch, (I say every Friday, but a lot of the time, I'm too tired to do it Fridays, so I often can be found snoozing in the sauna instead. Naps are great), running and martial arts training every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. Sunday I do nothing physical. That's my recovery day.
It has been a couple of weeks since I've abandoned my schedule. I was unwell and otherwise occupied, so as usual my fitness routine was the first to be sacrificed. I regret this, as I always feel so much better when I'm active. It's a vital part of my mental health care strategy (it's not foolproof. I still spiral, but it does help). I was supposed to return to my schedule last week in the middle of the week. I did not, because I was a lazy bum.
But I'm back now, and hopefully I'll be able to keep it up for a little while. It is so easy to break a routine, and so damned difficult to regain it. Normally, it takes me about two weeks to settle into the routine. If I can stick with it for a fortnight, I should be golden. Happily, I think I'll be able to keep up with my run training, as I've now got a running partner in my friend Tom. It's a lot harder for me to make excuses for not going to train when someone is waiting for me. So in my running, at least, I should be keeping up.
For the record, Tom couldn't run yesterday, but I still went. I did not run outside. I don't have the running equipment necessary to run in the cold and snow, so I have taken my runs inside to the Y and the treadmills once more. I used to like running on treadmills, but after spending so much time running outside, particularly in the cooler months, I find running on treadmills to be dull and weird. I get a little dizzy when I step off to find the ground beneath me no longer moving. It's weird, and I don't like it. I'll put up with it, though, until I can run outside again.
Hopefully, I can keep this up. Wish me luck!
Now, I have a book to write. I had hoped to have it finished already, but, well... that's a topic for another day.
Ciao!
It has been a couple of weeks since I've abandoned my schedule. I was unwell and otherwise occupied, so as usual my fitness routine was the first to be sacrificed. I regret this, as I always feel so much better when I'm active. It's a vital part of my mental health care strategy (it's not foolproof. I still spiral, but it does help). I was supposed to return to my schedule last week in the middle of the week. I did not, because I was a lazy bum.
But I'm back now, and hopefully I'll be able to keep it up for a little while. It is so easy to break a routine, and so damned difficult to regain it. Normally, it takes me about two weeks to settle into the routine. If I can stick with it for a fortnight, I should be golden. Happily, I think I'll be able to keep up with my run training, as I've now got a running partner in my friend Tom. It's a lot harder for me to make excuses for not going to train when someone is waiting for me. So in my running, at least, I should be keeping up.
For the record, Tom couldn't run yesterday, but I still went. I did not run outside. I don't have the running equipment necessary to run in the cold and snow, so I have taken my runs inside to the Y and the treadmills once more. I used to like running on treadmills, but after spending so much time running outside, particularly in the cooler months, I find running on treadmills to be dull and weird. I get a little dizzy when I step off to find the ground beneath me no longer moving. It's weird, and I don't like it. I'll put up with it, though, until I can run outside again.
Hopefully, I can keep this up. Wish me luck!
Now, I have a book to write. I had hoped to have it finished already, but, well... that's a topic for another day.
Ciao!
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