Being moved

I have never been the fittest or most active person on the planet. I’ve never been to a gym or attempted a marathon like some of my very admirable friends. I’ve always liked to walk, though, and prior to having children I did maintain a certain level of fitness.

However, due to dizziness and discomfort during both pregnancies, movement was severely reduced. Even my walking took a hit. I suffered for it, losing fitness despite keeping my figure. Second time around was worse, and I now find myself short of breath after only a brisk walk to the shopping centre less than 2km away.

This is not me.

So now, prompted by my outbursts of “I want to get fit!”, Aidan has taken the matter in hand. He already has a training regime in place for himself, but now he has added elements specifically for me and included me in some of his regular things, keeping in mind my current limitations (my episiotomy and my separated abdomen). One of those new elements is boxercise.

I confess to a some hesitation at first. I have a self-consciousness about trying new things like that, and my initial instinct was to refuse. However I told myself firmly that, whilst Aidan could push me and motivate me and encourage me, the ultimate responsibility for the fitness I wanted lay at my own door. So I stepped up to the plate, said yes, and began.

This one is me.

The training circuit Aidan has devised currently rotates boxing, skipping (yes, the kind with ropes, it’s like being back in primary school), and push-ups. Despite finding it difficult (especially the push-ups; the upper body has never been my strong point), I find that I come away from our sessions pleasantly exhausted. In defiance of my fears, I’m not dying or even being tortured by it. Exercise produces endorphins, and endorphins make you happy.

It’s tough right now, and I can’t do very much at a time, but I know that my capabilities will build up over time, particularly as my body heals and can be pushed harder. Maybe one day I will be joining Aidan for his entire circuit, including running and doing strange things with the medicine ball!

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6 thoughts on “Being moved

  1. Awanthi Vardaraj says:

    Boxercise sounds like pleasant fun! My own fitness regime has taken such a hit over the past two months; at least when Dmitri was around I joined him for a lot of his runs (that is, not the crazy ones where he ran for two straight hours, but the more doable ones like the half-hour beach runs which were a lot of fun). I keep telling myself I ought to get back into it but I’m still at the ‘I ought to’ stage, and I’m not feeling very motivated to actually do anything about it.

    I’m very pleased you’ve started, and I hope it goes well for you!

  2. Expat Mammy says:

    take your time it will all come good, I trying to get fit again, I love doing Zumba and I do yoga at home via DVD, enjoy your regime, you’ll be fight fit in no time at all

  3. Chris Cariou says:

    Good stuff for Aidan and you! Let’s face it, it is a can’t-help-it result of pregnancy, what generally happens to women. In any event, if it’s a thing you can do together, good stuff!

  4. amysworlds says:

    I can’t actually wait till I can exercise again! ATM I can’t go swimming and I can’t get really sweaty. Firstly because i can’t really get my abdomen qwet, and thus can’t have showers as much as I’d like! Go you, keep at it!

  5. Hello there! Would you mind if I share yoour bpog with my zynga
    group?There’s a lot of people that I think would really appreciate your content.
    Please let me know. Many thanks

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