number twenty two: sloth no more!

I kind of fell off the fitness bandwagon over the past few months. Last year I had my half marathon in May and then the Tour de Victoria in September, so the year went well. But after the Tour I did very little. I think I ran for a bit while the weather remained nice, but it didn’t last long.

I always take a bit of a fitness break around the December/January time frame but this year it was far longer than usual. I did buy a commuter bike and I was riding to work for a while (all of 5 km) but then the weather got gross, or I got sick, or my mother broke her pelvis, or something…

And of course I’ve been eating and drinking as much as I usually do so I haven’t exactly felt that great about myself.

So. It’s been on my radar for a while now to get cracking, but once you fall out of the habit it’s really hard to find the time again. I’m not sure how I managed to train for a half marathon last year, it doesn’t seem possible. But with the weather getting better and me feeling more and more pathetic about my lack of movement, I finally kicked my butt into gear. It was a low gear to start with, just one or two runs a week, but I’ve since been riding to work more often, I swam on Saturday morning (and will continue this as the kids have swimming lessons for a few weeks), I went for a run AND hiked up Mt. Doug on Sunday, and I just went for a 25 km bike ride. As I was riding home this evening I felt that I’d turned the corner, the corner where I make exercise a priority again.

I’m back, baby.