AktivDiary…….. I’ll start tomorrow…. Diary of a well-intentioned procrastinator
The lady in the sports shop was extremely helpful and didn’t laugh when I asked about the different types of running shoes.They all felt so light compared to my previous pair. I always thought that my running shoes were quite new – I’d bought them to get in shape for my marriage.
Having just celebrated my 10th wedding anniversary, it was obviously time to trade-up. Spending the summer with my mother, who at 74 looks fantastic, was a depressing experience. She gave me some of her clothes – we always used to be the same size.
Trying to pull her jeans over my plump thighs (and failing) was a trigger – something needed to be done. When you have hit 40, your body decides it’s payback time for years of neglect. I’m taking control – I’ll never be Sharon Stone but I’d like to have a healthy body that works.
I made up my mind, hence the trip to the sports shop. Armed with a credit card I thought that if I spent enough money, I could guilt myself into taking action.
I left feeling very virtuous – I had got the whole lot – shoes, leggings and a special vest. The next day was when the trouble started.
Shoes and leggings fine – vest – a problem. It was a new type of wrestling vest – I had to wrestle to get into it.
Any of you who’ve tried one – the one with the in-built sports bra will know what I went through.
Pulling it over my head I was in danger of suffocating. Then I was worried about a dislocated shoulder or a slipped disc. Both arms were stuck over my head and the vest was bunched-up with various layers caught under the surprisingly strong elastic.
I was alone (luckily for my dignity) and had a moment of panic that I would be stuck like this for ever. Cause of death – strangulation by running vest!
I made one last ditch attempt and pulled the damn thing off. It is still on the floor in my room, lurking like a spider in the corner. I know it’s there but I’m ignoring it.
Frankly by the time I got it off, I was exhausted. Quite enough exercise for one day – I’ll start tomorrow.