Year 2, Day 187: Starting over is hard to do...

Do you know the old song, "Breaking Up is Hard to Do?" - Every time I exercise I hear that tune with the words...."Starting Over is Hard to Do!"

Yeah, it doesn't quite fit, but the premise is true.

Starting over is hard to do. And I have started over more times than I can count. If I could go back in time (hmmm....sounds like another song lyric) I would tell my younger self to never quit exercising.

That's it. That is the message I would give myself - Don't Quit.

Maybe if I hadn't quit after high school or college or after being married for a year or after becoming pregnant with each and every child or the countless times I have started and stopped since having my last child, maybe just maybe, I would be better off than I am today.

I hate doing "barely moving" work outs. My squats maybe, maybe go a 1/4 of the way down. My push-ups are against the wall...still. My squat thrusts are a joke - I can't seem to figure out how to thrust backwards so I just move one leg at a time. Seriously. My brain and my legs are mis-communicating over this particular exercise. I squat down and then....nothing. I just sit there trying to remember how to thrust back.

There are lots of things my brain and body have forgotten to do. I was laying on the floor with my legs bent (feet close to my bum) when I attempted to do a floor bridge (you know, the exercise where you push your pelvis up in to the air). Yeah, I couldn't do it. What was interesting was if my feet were far enough away from my bottom than I could do it. Makes me think different muscles were working and not working, but I digress....

My head remembers how to do all of these exercises, but my muscles have either forgotten or have gotten too weak or are just simply not working correctly (misalignment). With my luck, it is probably all three.

I am pretty sure everything was communicating before I injured my piriformis muscle/sciatic nerve...but that doesn't really matter. It isn't working now.

So here I am, working out again with Mandy. Starting over from the beginning (she has a 12 week program) and feeling frustrated beyond belief.

Maybe, just maybe, if I had never stopped that first time, it wouldn't be quite so hard this time. Maybe.

Happy Walking!