...or not...
Well that didn't happen quite like I pictured it. I didn't at all stick with that program. I did become friends with the folks at Pure, I love that gym, I love what they're about, and I appreciate the effort they made to try to get me back into fitness. But I seriously dropped the ball.
Here's what happened that was funny, though - just a couple weeks ago. Charles said to me, "To be lovingly honest..." Now, I don't know about you, but when someone starts a sentence with "To be lovingly honest" around me, my first instinct is to run away screaming, because I know I'm about to get hit with a hot pile of steaming honesty about myself, and I'm not necessarily going to like it. Luckily, it wasn't too hard to take. "To be lovingly honest," he said, "for someone as out of shape as you are, getting back into fitness by trying to run is probably not your best bet. You really should think about cycling. You can go farther, you can pedal and rest, it's more fun, it's low impact, you won't hurt your knees, I think you'll like it better." It's been a good long time since I've been on a bike, but he had an excellent point. I went on one brief ride with him that week, but his mountain bike and my ass were not made for each other.Soon after that, I found myself in a bike shop drooling over a bicycle that I could take home and call my own. And soon after THAT, it was in the back of my car. I love it. I LOVE MY BICYCLE. I wake up thinking about how and where I'm going to ride. I'm amazed at how easy it is for me to get across town or down to the lake or really wherever in Central Austin I want to go. I'm not that fast, and I'm not that agile yet, but Charles was 100% right. It's fun, it's fast, I get to go places and see things, my knees aren't crying out in pain, I can rest on the downhills if I need to. I love it. It's exercise, but it's not unpleasant at all. I'm sold. So, stay with me. I'm not running up the hill so much as riding up the hill, but I'm still on the hill.
