"My eyes are closed, my muscles are sore, and with this finger, I quit corps. "
A buddy of mine said this a few years ago in response to our drum corps director saying: "The sun is up, the sky is blue, and morning stretches are waiting for you!" It was pretty comical. We had just gotten off a bus after a 9 or 10 our drive the night before and we were all beat. The last thing we wanted to do was get up, stretch and get to practicing. But we did nonetheless.
I was 20 years old, in shape, and felt like I could do anything...except on those mornings. But I did. Because I knew I could. Quite easily too. I was just "mentally" lazy; my body was in prime shape and had no problem making it happen.
Now, more than 6 years later, it is the opposite. I wake up and my mind wants to go, but my body won't let me. BUT! Heather and I have gotten a gym membership with hopes of getting the two seemingly-opposing units to work togethor.
We started on November 1st, and have gone three out of the five days of the month. We are going to go tomorrow night, and then again on Sunday. That will bring us to a total of five out of seven days of the month of November (any way we can put it to make us think that we've succeeded thus far is going to have to work for now). The best thing: it feels good.
If we continue this and work out 20 days of the 30 in the month, then I think we will have done an incredible job at beginning some sort of routine. We are off to a good start. The fact that we felt incredibly guilty about skipping two days is probably a good sign (and that was because we were busy with school conferences...).
So, as I sit and sip my Jack Daniel's (regaining the carbs), I am quite content with the establishing of the routine. Cheers!
Sam
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