Back to the grind

I went back to work on Thursday, today was back on the treadmill day. I’m planning on using the treadmill and weights and core work until I have cataract surgery on the 4th, then back to the Exercise Hell DVD once I’m cleared by the doctor for that. I walked 6-10 miles a day while I was in Australia, not in an intensive “exercise-y” way, but it was sustained exercise that kept my energy up and weight pretty stable, considering I was in Eat On Vacation mode. As boring as intentional cardio is, outside of an active lifestyle, it works.

I just have to find a way to make it work for me, in my daily life. So today I walked for half an hour, doing arm exercises with a medicine ball all the while. Turns out that I can walk pretty endlessly on a treadmill if I have something else to do. Listening to an audiobook isn’t enough; I just stare at the time clicking over and the distance climbing and get resentful that it isn’t going fast enough, and then I miss parts of the story because I’m busy being mad at the slow passage of time. This is not how I want to live ANY part of my life.

But if I’m doing bicep curls with a 4 lb medicine ball and listening to an audiobook… I don’t care that I’m walking in one place. So I’m coming up with creative arm things I can do with that freakin’ ball, and filling my time with arm exercises so that when the treadmill clicks to 30:00, I’m not furious that it took so long for half an hour to go by.

(Conquering your own idiotic brain: Life’s ongoing joy.)

And it felt good. Really good. Okay, then.

One Comment

  1. I’ve been surprised by how quickly the time passes when I’m walking the track at the gym. Sure, listening to podcasts helps, but even when I don’t have my iPod, it still passes quickly because I get to watch the people on the basketball courts or the really amazing runners going past me. When I went last night to get in the last few thousand steps for the day’s goal, I had the pleasure of watching a pick-up volleyball game, an indoor soccer game, and several groups of hoop shooters, depending on which part of the track I was on at the time. During busy times, I can also admire folks on the rowing machines or doing body-weight strength training in the nooks along the sides of the track as I pass by. I find the whole thing to be rather inspiring.


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