My recovery day may be extending into two.
Woke up this morning feeling like hell. According to my CPAP machine and my Fitbit show that I slept well, but it sure doesn’t feel like it.
Here’s hoping coffee helps.
I have a slow weekend in front of me. I am bouncing out to the golf course through the day taking photo’s of the ladies Golf Scramble, and other than that I mainly have an office day.
I have a couple stories to catch up on and some other work to do. If I can wake myself up I am going to hit the treadmill today, however with how sore my leg/hip has been this morning, if I don’t that’s okay too.
My body is not used to this high of a level of activity.
I’m loving the fitness, and the increased energy that has been coming with it as a result, but if I’m not careful and I push too hard too fast I run the risk of injury, which will bring this new improved version of me to a halt. That’s something I don’t want.
I’ve already increased my workouts from 40 minutes back in the early spring to 75 to 80 minutes per session, effectively doubling my workouts.
I’ve increased them slowly, by maybe 5 minutes a session every couple weeks. It has not been a quick process, but increasing gradually has made things easier on my well rested body.
The fact of the matter is, despite your best intentions, you can not set out to run a marathon if you haven’t run more half a mile in years. It is possible to get to that point, but in order for your body to not rebel, you need to train to reach that point, slowly and consistently.
You haven’t walked more than a mile a day in the past 5 years? Push yourself to walk a mile and half, then when that gets comfortable, push it to two.
There are no shortcuts to getting fit and to losing weight. It takes consistency, effort, and a bunch of small decisions through the day. Eat the salad, not the burger. Reach for the flavoured water instead of the pop. Most of all, give it time.
I’ve been on diets before. I’ve gotten onto fitness kicks before, bu they’ve always fizzled out in short order because I’ve tried to skip steps, pushing too far too fast.
I’ve found that remaining consistent and making small decisions have made things easier to handle, ensuring I am more likely to stick with it, and more likely to get back to it if I do have to recover for a day or two.
Like the tortoise and the hare, slow and steady will win the race over going hard and burning out fast. Life is a marathon, not a sprint, which is something that as a society I feel we have lost sight of due to nearly everything in our society being ‘instant’ and ‘on demand.’
Results take time, effort, and consistency.
I have no better proof for this belief than my mental health. I’ve struggled with mental health issues for the better part of two decades. I kept looking for the doctor that would fix me. I was always looking for the ‘right’ medication.
While medication is an important part of my treatment I’ve come to realize that no pill is going to fix the decades of disorder inside my mind. It helps me get my feet under me, but it’s not the cure.
I’ve begun to realize that the cure has to come from within. Through DBT skills training, fitness, medication, and consistency I have risen to a point in my recovery where I am able to share my story with others on this journey.