Cathy: Exalted Warrior – or is it ‘exhausted’?
After Miranda’s blog on “Someday,” I began to rethink things. A big thing I began to rethink is how I’ve gone from my daily walks down to nothing in the concept of exercise or taking care of myself. That was number two on my comment list. I’ve noticed a considerable increase in crankiness because of it, too; as well as less efficiency in writing my manuscript. I won’t go into the aches and pains.
Before my past year-plus spent in bed, I had a regular routine of a 20-minute yoga tape I did for years at least three times per week. Before I was in bed, I walked the dog quickly, and mowed the lawn myself with an ecologically sound, human-powered rotary blade mower. I cut down dead bushes, dug out root balls and hand-tilled my gardens by myself. Mind you, none of this was ever easy for me, as I have back issues going as far back as age 12 and bad knees, shoulder, etc, too. Physical strength was never my strong suit.
After my year in bed, I had taken a while to get back on my feet. This summer I started with walking the dog, pushing Baby C in the stroller, because I literally couldn’t stand on my own. I was determined, though, and daily, no matter how much it hurt, how tired I was, how hot it got here — around 100 degrees most days — at 11:00 in the morning, there I was, dog on a leash, baby, bottle of water, canvas bag hanging from stroller filled with books — reading, writing, Wreck this Journal, and camera inside. Neighbors spotted me and waved on the street loop of my subdivision. I swear it was these walks (along with this website) and my recouping meditative sits on the bench by the fingerlake that got me back to a state where I could consider breaking out my old, not forgotten project.
A couple of weeks back, somehow, by rain, cold or sheer sleep deprivation, I fell out of the habit. Co-incidentally, my writing progress fell off, too. Then I read Miranda’s blog post. Several days were spent considering I may be in enough recovery from my super-relaxin hormone problem to start doing yoga again without coming apart at every joint.
Today, I got Baby C to nap, and cleaned out the video cabinet in the search for my old reliable yoga tape. Among other surprises, I discovered a broken shelf held up by the strategic placement of a Raiders of the Lost Ark videotape — need to have a discussion with certain young male family members. But finally, I did the yoga tape. I’m finding long-forgotten muscles creeping up on me a couple of hours later, but I feel much more relaxed, less impatient than yesterday. Maybe tonight I can get through homework with S without the recent dramas — mine, not his. Those are to be expected. And maybe the gears of fiction will grind back on, squeaky and creaky, matching body during yoga, but on nonetheless.
Good for you, Cathy. I’m feeling awful myself — I haven’t exercised since that Achilles tendon injury 10 days ago. Wanted to go for a run this past weekend, but I still felt sore so decided to skip it. As a result, I have taken up residence in Crankyville right along with you…
That’s great, Cathy! Good for you! Several years ago, I used to go to a yoga class every week to deal with the stress from my job. I loved it and became hooked. I started eating healthier and felt really good about myself.
Then I moved and quit the job. My yoga addiction sort of…well, died. It’s no coincidence that after I quit my yoga, I had to go on meds for the stress and gained 30 pounds.
Then, a year later, I got pregnant and well, you know how that goes.
Now that I have my body back (almost), I miss the yoga. I really need to get back into it if for nothing else than the mental health benefits. Thanks for the reminder! (I think I also need to renew my subscription to Yoga Journal.)
Keep up the good work.
it’s true that yoga, or any sense of physical wellbeing, however you go about it, makes a huge difference in mental wellbeing!
tennis, elizabeth? i grew up in a ‘tennis family’, business and pleasure. i was no great athlete, but i sure had fun running around and hitting the ball over the fence or against the Bubble.
don’t we also have a marathoner among our ranks?
yes, you have a marathoner (or two?) and fallen-off-the-wagon triathlete in your ranks. thanks for the reminder. you’ve now motivated me to get off my butt. 🙂 and so what yoga tape to you recommend?
okay and now a funny coincidence. i just realized i’m wearing my 2003 outback steakhouse 1/2 marathon t-shirt as i write this….karma maybe? i’m trying to remember how the hell i did this race with 5 month old twins… i vaguely recall pushing them in the double stroller, after having to nurse them sitting on the side of a bank parking lot before the race started, dh trying to block the view. who the hell was that girl? and where did she go!??!
Kelly: Are. You. Serious? OMG. I can’t believe you got out of the HOUSE with 5-month-old twins, let alone trained and ran in a half marathon! Holy cow…
Perhaps even more impressive is that you figured out how to nurse while wearing a jog bra….
lol – nursing, jogging bra! only you, kelly! ok, proof we were not separated at birth! mucho kudos, though.
i really like the rodney yee tapes, Endurance is my old faithful.
someday, i hope i’m back up to my rock-climbing days of old, want to take the guys. k is a monkey, like me. something to climb? we climb it.
miranda, your blog has me thinking too much of someday!
LOL. yes, miranda, the girlies and i did get out of the house at least every other morning for a run. there wasn’t too much training to catch up on since i was in tip top shape before i got pregnant (so, again, where has that girl gone!!). but yes, i do distinctly remember that popping those babies (um, take out the a and insert two o’s) out of the jogging bra was the biggest challenge of all!
i’ve been thinking a lot about that someday is today post as well!
LOL — here’s a humorous and helpful article on exercise and motherhood: http://tiny.cc/inQCX.