I haven't gone swimming in many years (20?).
When I lived in the U.S., until 6 months ago, I exercised at the local gym about 5 times/week on a regular basis and I'm sure it helped me lose my first 25 lbs.
When I moved back to israel, I tried out the local חדר כשר (fitness room). It was pretty depressing. It was basically a corrugated metal box with about 10 machines, half of which were not working. A far cry from LA Fitness. Of course the fact that the local population is about 2000 might have something to do with it.
Anyway, I started walikng semi-regularly, but now, if I don't finish my walk by 6 a.m., it's just too hot. I have at times in my life been a break-of-dawn walker, but now is not one of those times.
Usually, when I think of swimming, I am repulsed by the idea, or more acurately, by the idea of revealing my currently obese body. I did , actually, like to swim when I was a teenager, and got my Senior Lifesaving Certificate at one point.
In the spirit of moving out of my comfort zone, I decided to try swimming again. Bought a bathing suit, put it on this mornng, walked over to the pool...
Guess what? It's August 1st and the hours have changed. We have separate hours for men and women and the women's hours, which were 9-11 am in July, are now 7-9. It was 9 am.
I actually looked at the new schedule before I went to sleep last night and thought it looked the same as the old. Self-sabotage? Not sure.
I'll give myself credit for trying.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
ddeear rehab plan
I'm trying to regain some of my old self, pre-abuse. Of course, some of the loss is probably age-related, or related to my fundamental personality, but some is not.
So this blog will just help me see, in print, how I'm doing with this.
So this blog will just help me see, in print, how I'm doing with this.
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