Yesterday, I went to a spin class for the first time in a couple of weeks.
I try to get to the gym 3-4 times a week. If nothing else it helps me deal with stress. When I’m at the gym, my brain gets a break and my body gets what it needs to function properly.
I had stopped spin, something that is challenging and really makes me work, for a couple of reasons. I had tweaked my back in a different class and was feeling the pain that was a constant reminder that I am getting older.
I’m not somebody who is afraid of getting older. I embrace it. I own all of the lessons, lines, and love that I’ve earned in my 52 years of life on this planet.
But sometimes the physical reminders kinda suck.
It was easier during those weeks, to switch out spin for a nice relaxing yoga class.
Don’t get me wrong. I like yoga. My husband goes three times a week to help his back health. When I go to yoga, we get to spend time together. I get some exercise and I can check “Mindfulness” off of my to-do list for the day.
The problem was I don’t need yoga three times a week. I need it once a week.
I was taking it because I could spend time with my husband and I didn’t have any fear of getting hurt. Low risk. Low reward.
But it wasn’t what I needed.
I’m blessed to have a husband with whom I can have honest conversations. He knows how good I feel after a hard workout. I sleep better. I’m more relaxed. I feel confident and happy.
He was the one who told me that I didn’t need yoga three times a week. I needed to go back to what was working for me.
Every day, I sit down and write about knowing who you are and pushing yourself forward. I encourage people to put yourself first and to do what works for you so you have the energy to live the life you want to live and are able to do the things you want to do.
Yesterday I took my own advice and started a routine that makes sense for me. You see, we all need reminders to constantly evaluate where we are, where we are going and where we want to be. Even me. #HappyFix #SelfCare