Something unexpected happened yesterday afternoon. After months of absense, countless hours of sitting and resting, and endless minutes of feeling like a blob...
I went to the gym.
In an effort to loosen my very stiff, still tense back muscles I went to yoga.
It was weird. And hard. I'm super weak. The mirrors in the exercise room were very unforgiving. I feel like my fitness level is back where it was in 2009, which is pretty depressing.
Phil keeps telling me to cut myself some slack. I have a good excuse. And he's probably right.
But I need to get back in shape. Especially since I signed up for the Color Run with Jes and Team Smuppies.
Jes says she isn't much of a runner, but I not much of a mover these days. Not sure if I could even crawl 3 miles (ok slight exaggeration).
Remember how I used to run half-marathons?
Oh man... I am currently working on lowering my expectations and figuring out a plan for getting back into shape without killing myself. I'll let you know how it goes.