Today I taught Ella how to make a meatball. Not that I'm particularly qualified to do so but she doesn't know the difference. Shhhh nobody tell her.
Today's other events included PT and the MD. I've lost a little bit on my measurements today. My shoulder went from 160 degrees to 148 degrees. I did improve on external rotation to 60 degrees (up from 55). When I saw the doctor he said, "don't be concerned, you always lose over the weekend." (when you're not going to PT). So I'm not going to worry. He also said, "you look good" and "you won't be needing another manipulation". Um hello I didn't even know that was an option. I'm definitely glad I won't need any further manipulating.
During my run this evening I started thinking. I was thinking about how hard running has become for me and how much fitness I have lost over 8 or so weeks. It's almost like starting all over again. I've always been a relatively "thin" person. I ate what I wanted when I wanted and barley exercised. I exercised if I felt like it, but most times I didn't feel like it. After turning 33 and having 3 kids all of those habits added up to being almost 160 lbs. On my 5' 4.5" frame that was too heavy and I was unhealthy. Just as important or perhaps more importantly, I didn't feel good about myself.
In January of 2008 I decided to change my life. I joined a gym and took baby steps toward working out. Guess what? It wasn't easy.
So back to tonight's run. I'm jogging along at a moderate pace but working hard for me, for today! These two young guys go trotting by me not exactly running at lightening speed themselves but clearly putting forth very little effort. Watching them pulling further and further away wasn't easy.
I hit the turnaround point on my run and I saw those two guys at the gas station. I imagine they were getting drinks or something of the like. I turned around knowing it wouldn't be long until they humiliated me again by essentially lapping me. Sure enough, here they come.
When they caught up to me (on the other side of the street) I decided I'd run just behind them trying to keep up and guess what? I did but it wasn't easy.
After about half a mile the guys pulled off onto a side street. I was secretly happy, I don't think I would have been able to keep up for much longer. Shortly after I see a girl out of the corner of my eye slowly turning on to the main street (on which I was running). I wish I had a picture of her but picture it something like this:
She appeared confident but she appeared S.L.O.W. It wasn't until we had run about .25 miles (she on her side of the street and me on mine) that I realized we were running at essentially the same pace. Homer and I but she was making it look easy! We got to the end of the main drag where I would turn off to head home and I watched her stop and grab both her knees gasping as she caught her breath. I chuckled to myself, she just made it LOOK easy but she too was working hard.
So if you're sitting on the couch right now, whether you're a young strapping fellow (doubt I have many of those readers), you're a mother of 3 with some baby weight to lose, you're Homer Simpson, or you're a star athlete it doesn't matter. Getting out there and doing YOUR workout for the day will most likely never be EASY! Not doing something just because it's hard is no excuse.
I thought back to those first days at the gym and remembered that HARD WORK and consistency are what pay off and it's not going to be EASY but I'll get there.