This long summer just gone, I was really fit. Exercise was the most thrilling part of my routine, and the most active part of my adventures.
Then real life took over, real life with hard work and hard thinking and little sleep, early mornings and dark nights, cold and comfort eating. Recently, I have come to realise, I can no longer think of myself as fit or in shape.
Yesterday I started a new lifestyle of exercise. Yes, I am busy, but that doesn't mean I don't have an hour to slot in my day at least half the time to something which will make me feel so much better. I waste at least a couple of hours a day. So my plan is this:
-Organised sports club on Mondays (boxercise, FYI, incredibly fun!)
-Outdoor run on Tuesdays, the day I finish school early
-Cross-trainer on the treadmill on Wednesdays
-Run on Saturday, Sunday, or maybe even both!
I have already completed day one and two of the plan which feels great. I almost didn't go for a run today because it was so cold, but at the last minute realised that was stupid. I warmed up quickly, but my neck was a bit chilly so I am thinking of making an investment in my fitness. It worked with the new running trainers I bought in June.
The dregs of the sales still remain in quite a few sports shops. I am thinking of ordering this:
How could I not stick to my exercise plan when that would mean such pretty pinkness languishing in my wardrobe? And more interestingly, do you have an exercise plan and how do you ensure that you don't cop out?