Getting my body into shape was never going to be easy but it sure is turning into a nightmare.
Having decided to actually make the big effort to get this lump of lard trip ready I have devised an exercise plan. Since there is still over 3 months to go I have been easing myself in to it all, doing regular long walks, yoga and cycling, and listening to my body when it is tired. But it's driving me bananas! My body feels like that of an eighty year old - aches and pains and stiffness, hobbling around like I've done 10 rounds with Mike Tyson.
The back is probably the area giving me most trouble, with pain and stiffness extending down into my buttocks and hip girdle. Sometimes I'll be halfway through one lot of yoga exercises to discover that my back has stiffened yet again so I'll have to redo the series of stretches and mobilisations I use to loosen things up. Damn frustrating.
Of course I know what the problem is - my stomach muscles are pathetic, as are the rest of the muscles responsible for strengthening my lower back, the result of a few slipped discs thanks to downhauling sails on stiff masts.
Only one option available to me, since I'm stuck with what I've got. It's time to declare war! No more being nice. Yes rests are important, but no more rest days. Those back muscles must be brought up to speed, so they are now on daily bootcamp.
Don't get me wrong, I'm really enjoying the walking etc and pushing myself to go further and faster, despite the nasty blister campaign that my heels are subjecting me to. But if I didn't have a goal, I'd be struggling to keep up the intensity. It just ain't nice hobbling round like an old lady.
Thank goodness for those regular massages.
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