Understand this about me: I will be 50 years old this next year and I don't have a sport bone in my body. All my life, fitness has never been on my radar. I'm an academic. I'm a geek and a nerd. So what the heck am I talking about?
A few years ago at 275 pounds, I got bored. And a little sick. I was on blood pressure meds and in my boredom, decided that I would walk 15 minutes each day. No plan, no trainer, just a treadmill at the gym and 15 minutes.
15 minutes became 30 minutes.
30 minutes became 45 minutes.
Then I found I was walking 5k, just over three miles. Regularly
Then this little voice inside my head said, "go faster." So I went faster. And longer.
Walking around my neighborhood became jogging.
Over the course of one year, I lost 30 pounds.
Then I met a guy who introduced me to CrossFit. Pressing on without a trainer or joining a box, I learned that fitness was better than weight loss. Over the next year, I lost another 30 pounds.
I am entering my 5th year of fitness.
I've run two Marine Corp Mud Runs, climbed the highest mountain on the Eastern seaboard--twice--and am starting my second go-around of SEALFit.
This is my journey. You have yours, but this is mine. I won't tell you what to do, but I will encourage you. This month is going to be interesting because I know what lies ahead (mostly). My hope is that this journal will be encouraging with any obstacle you may face.
The point: You are able to do much more than you think. Just get out there and have fun.
Don't "work out." Just play hard instead.
Catch up to you later!