Seriously. My stitches say "no" but my legs say "twitch.....twitch."
No working out for at least 2 weeks?!
The doctor says 6. The doctor also said I couldn't take a bath for 6 weeks.
The doctor is a weenie-pants.
But......I need to exert SELF-CONTROL.
Which is hard. Especially when everyone around me seems to be on a really successful workout kick.
You know, getting in good workouts and losing weight.
And then there is schlumpy me. Sigh.
Getting on that scale is going to be hard: no excuse anymore about how heavy I am!
I worry that I won't have the motivation to work out anymore, once I have the opportunity.
Will I have lost the interest? The motivation? The habit?
But, I can't start too early either. I need to remember what Hills Are My Friends said about getting back to running too early: she said it set her back.
That she started back a bit too early is a testament to how hard it can be not to work out. She is super motivated but also waaaaaaaay more self-controlled than I am about NOT exercising when she might injure herself or worsen an already-existing injury.
What I am really scared of is that it won't be a struggle not to go running anymore.
That it will be easy and natural to do nothing.
That is scarier even than imagining no workouts looming in front of me for the near future.
A blog post only understood by New Yorkers
3 weeks ago