The new year for most people usually means a change, a chance to start afresh,a better you, so most times it’s of little to no surprise when majority of people decide to get ‘in shape’ and lose the extra holiday inch.
Gyms and fitness centers are fully aware of this and take full advantage by giving discounts to lure in their prey, knowing fully well only a half of these people will see it past a few weeks. The weather however doesn’t make this commitment a reality for most people as a trip to the gym during the cold winter weather can be quite …discouraging. So most times we resolve to eating healthy, and jumping on any diet bandwagon we think we can handle while promising ourselves that once the weather gets a bit warmer, we’ll dust our running shoes and get to the gym. A couple of weeks and about 3 failed successive attempts at dieting we realize spring is just around the corner, the season for bulky clothes is gone,and we are left in front of our mirrors with the guilt…and extra belly roll.
I happen to be one of these people.
At 5ft10 and a 145lbs, I’m considered to be of average weight, but there’s just something about spring and less clothing that makes you want to get in better shape.
So, armed with tons of motivational posters like
P.S: who makes this stuff -__-
and a kick ass play list on my ipod, I got dressed.With my armband, ipod, bottle of water,asthma inhaler.. I took to the streets.
After a brief warmup, I got into Rocky mode while running to “eye of the tiger”. The thing about running on the streets in the winter is that it tends to be a lot harder than threadmill running which I was quite accustomed to.
I would find out the hard way.
A few minutes into my run, and a couple of car honks later (yeah it felt good, sue me :D) I was out of breath with a massive stitch in my side, not even
or a replay of eye of the tiger could get me to run any further.
No, no I couldn’t do it -__-
So you know what I did? I pulled out my asthma inhaler and walked back home. Yes, I’m not proud of my decision to blame it on my asthma, but it felt better than admitting temporary defeat, admitting that I’d let myself go, admitting that I couldn’t run a mile while same time last year, I could run at least four without breaking a sweat (not literally).
However, lesson learned and next time I’m taking my playlist and running shoes to the gym.
This still makes me feel good though.
quite cliche but it works.
~ Alexis Carter