I feel like the groundhog who saw his shadow last week. But, instead of six more weeks of winter, I have five more weeks of only walking. Bummer—I was expecting that the six week post-op appointment I would be released to do some heavier cardio like the elliptical or exercise bike. But no, to avoid relapse I am to hold to my walking for another five weeks. That, plus the upper body work out I created using the whopping 3-lb. weights and stretch band.
Is it a dirty secret that I LIKE to exercise? I feel restless, bored, stress buildup, physically tight (and let’s face it, we ALL get fatter if we don’t move—that is NO secret) when I sit still too long. So, this news depressed me for about a day. I want to really sweat. I want to get ready for my spring break beach trip!
But, as I walked the treadmill the next day—too icy to be outside, for risk of slipping—I realized those were selfish thoughts. I vowed to banish them from my mind. At least I CAN walk. There are so many people unable to walk, others who choose to remain sedentary. To the latter, I ask why?
I realized that I have been actually eating better since restricted to walking, trying to avoid gaining weight during my twelve week respite. I have really paid attention to what I am eating throughout the day, without the heavy exercising option. I have planned healthier meals, snacked less, indulged in fewer sweets, and managed to even lose a couple pounds while walking around my neighborhood and on the treadmill.
So if you have to modify your routine, break your step, let yourself wallow a moment, but don’t let that stop you. Slow down a pace and think: How can I change it up? Improve what I can do? Increase my knowledge about myself? Stay happy?
Then surpass myself?
Six more weeks of winter? Throw a snowball and smile, even if you can’t strap on those those beloved cross country skis, don’t hibernate. What’s the fun in that? C