Which of the approximately 600 muscles in my
body were more or less asleep and abruptly woken by my project? Many I think.
Although after lifting so much lately they don’t ache anymore. And don’t forget
the miles I’ve walked up and down the stairs this last weeks. This kind of
exercising satisfies me. The progress is very visible and it simply needs to be
done. It’s very different from working out in a gym, which I really don’t like.
When I heard people talking about how they’re
looking forward to their work out in a gym or proudly announce that they have pushed
themselves over the top there I used to think that I was lazy. Well, those days
are over because I really am proud of myself. Thanks to enough variation in the
moves I make and the fact that I won’t go beyond my limits I’m not turning into
a bodybuilder (thank goodness, I’m still feminine enough to appreciate my
female curves, even with the muffin around my waistband). From lifting to the
wax-in wax-out kind of movement plastering requires and pushing and pulling
things that needs to be replaced my arms, legs, back and abdominal muscles all
work in turn.
So, all I need to get moving is a deadline and
necessity to do so, that gives me the pleasure and perseverance. The same for
cycling. Why should I cycle a spinning bike which doesn’t bring me out of the
stale fitness room when I can breathe in fresh air outdoors on my own bike? Or
dancing. Zumba is fun but dancing Salsa with an experienced dance partner at a great
party is way more fun. For my fitness it’s a shame that this project is nearing
its end soon.
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