I’ve been talking for a while about how I miss strenuous exercise. I miss grinding out the reps in my home gym – the feeling of accomplishment at the end of it, the feeling of progress every time I get stronger, or faster; it’s hard to wait around for the right situation in which to begin. In a lot of ways though, it’s easiest to focus on things that might not matter.
“I want to finish this season on Netflix, just a few more episodes.”
“Just another level of this video game. I’m almost there.”
Almost, almost, almost. I’m tired of waiting. I want to get back to basics. But I know that if I really strain myself the way I want to, the way my body is craving, I will likely do myself harm as my eczema gets worse. So I’ll take a middle road. Today I’m going to start with some basic calisthenics, but in a more structured, orderly routine. I’ll go for a bike ride, and then some push ups and inverted rows to round it out. For day one, I think that will suffice.
In rereading the paragraphs above, I realize it sounds like I have a preternatural ability to exercise, that I have some sort of genetic advantage because I just love to move. This really couldn’t be further from the truth. In reality, I’m very much like the stereotype of a typical American. I’m overweight, I eat a lot, I talk loudly, and I watch a lot of TV. But on the other hand, I have the advantage and insight of experience. I have experienced strength gain in the gym. I have experienced the surge of daylong energy that accompanies it. I have brought my weight down so I fit into old clothes in the past. Really what I meant when I said I miss strenuous exercise is I miss feeling strong, and able. When you have strengthened yourself to the point that you can perform an exercise you have never been able to do before, say a pull up, you find new confidence in yourself, and you find enjoyment in doing things that are physically hard. For my own part, I think it’s partially because you know that it won’t be so difficult forever.
This is all besides the fact that when you exercise, your body rewards you. Your body initially says, “What in the world is going on, this is awful,” and you’re super sore, but after that fades, you start noticing that after a workout, you smile more, and that the post-workout shower is something you really look forward to.
Anyway, it’s time. I need to step back into the saddle. I can’t sit around waiting for my body to heal any longer. Who knows? Maybe this time the exercise will actually help my skin.Recommend0 recommendationsPublished in