Down in the trenches...
One brief hour...
Join Date: Feb 2006
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NO MORE LUNGES for me (well not the exercise kind)!
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I can soooo relate to this. For years I have not bothered to exercise when I have been depressed, then beat myself up about not doing it, then beat myself up about being a bit wobbly in certain areas, then beat myself up about not fitting into my clothes. This is despite knowing how good I feel when I'm getting fit. The "What's the point?" thoughts would come thick and fast.
When I split with my previous ex, an angel in the form of a personal trainer came into my life. He was a former university championship swimmer and he taught me how to swim properly. Boy, did that feel good!! I am a water baby and to be able to feel at one with the water and swim well was such an addition to my life.
I stopped going after I'd been with R about 2 months. I would go to the pool on and off over the years, but my heart wasn't in it and my head was certainly not in the right place. I would churn up and down the pool whilst all those obsessive thoughts were going around my mind. Kind of took the pleasure out of it.
About a month ago, I joined a local health club. I don't know what motivated me - it was just time. I had to wade through a million flashbacks, even down to getting out my gym bag and finding some perfume in there that was a guilt offering from R. But it's different this time. I go because I want to, not because I feel I have to. I don't beat myself up if I'm too tired. I don't count lengths, I just enjoy the moment. I joined on a swim-only basis because I hate the gym - again, making decisions that eliminate the "shoulds". And I have beaten the flashback demons. And best of all - I think I need to go shopping for some new clothes!!!
Good luck to all of you who are getting back into it. Find something you enjoy that makes you feel good.
When I split with my previous ex, an angel in the form of a personal trainer came into my life. He was a former university championship swimmer and he taught me how to swim properly. Boy, did that feel good!! I am a water baby and to be able to feel at one with the water and swim well was such an addition to my life.
I stopped going after I'd been with R about 2 months. I would go to the pool on and off over the years, but my heart wasn't in it and my head was certainly not in the right place. I would churn up and down the pool whilst all those obsessive thoughts were going around my mind. Kind of took the pleasure out of it.
About a month ago, I joined a local health club. I don't know what motivated me - it was just time. I had to wade through a million flashbacks, even down to getting out my gym bag and finding some perfume in there that was a guilt offering from R. But it's different this time. I go because I want to, not because I feel I have to. I don't beat myself up if I'm too tired. I don't count lengths, I just enjoy the moment. I joined on a swim-only basis because I hate the gym - again, making decisions that eliminate the "shoulds". And I have beaten the flashback demons. And best of all - I think I need to go shopping for some new clothes!!!
Good luck to all of you who are getting back into it. Find something you enjoy that makes you feel good.
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Join Date: Jul 2005
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Shew!!! What a day! Work has been kicking my butt lately. I almost missed this thread I've been so busy... I feel like I have a …. strained butt muscle or something... anyway..
I too stopped working out after the last relationship got... um... time consuming. But I fixed that and started up again last fall. It really helps get the stress out, keep the toxins down, and I have to do something to counter the smoking LOL *cough*.
I have noticed that in my life when I'm not happy, I get lazy and gain weight. Simple as that. Working out is like a self fulfilling prophecy, you feel better, you look better, you treat yourself better, like less red meat and fried chicken. But as long as they have a pill for high cholesterol I don't have to quit fried chicken cold turkey. Don't think I could do that.
Hi I'm Scott and I'm a Fried Chickenaholic!
*hi Scott*
love that chicken from Popeye’s
I too stopped working out after the last relationship got... um... time consuming. But I fixed that and started up again last fall. It really helps get the stress out, keep the toxins down, and I have to do something to counter the smoking LOL *cough*.
I have noticed that in my life when I'm not happy, I get lazy and gain weight. Simple as that. Working out is like a self fulfilling prophecy, you feel better, you look better, you treat yourself better, like less red meat and fried chicken. But as long as they have a pill for high cholesterol I don't have to quit fried chicken cold turkey. Don't think I could do that.
Hi I'm Scott and I'm a Fried Chickenaholic!
*hi Scott*
love that chicken from Popeye’s
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Join Date: May 2004
Location: England
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Christie - I'm with you on the straining inappropriate parts thing. I overworked my inner thighs last week as I am trying to improve my breast-stroke kick. It seems such a shame to get that kind of injury alone.....
Did I just say inner thigh and breast in the same sentence? Oops. Jazz, you might want to get some high blood pressure pills too
Did I just say inner thigh and breast in the same sentence? Oops. Jazz, you might want to get some high blood pressure pills too
One brief hour...
Join Date: Feb 2006
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Hi I'm Scott and I'm a Fried Chickenaholic!
Ok-- I'm reading the rest of the new posts and I'm outta here to the treadmill. You guys are so funny.
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Sex ...
... a vastly overrated experience - at least at my age! LOL!!! I had the weight loss/weight gain experience myself. But what happened to me is that within 8 weeks of getting involved with my AH I went from a size 12 to a size 8. Eventually I was skinny enough to wear junior's size 9's! I figure I dropped somewhere between 25-30 pounds. As the marriage went sour, I began to gain weight. I realize as I age that I'm not going to have the size 7 bod I had when I was 30 (now THAT is small!). On the other hand, everytime I've ever fallen "in love" with some abuser, addict, dysfunctional crazoid, I've dropped weight like a rock!
Hmmmm .... sounds as if I have an addiction to bad relationships and have the mistaken idea that someone else's approval of me makes me feel good about myself! Now there's something to ponder as I sweat it out at the gym with my trainer!
Hmmmm .... sounds as if I have an addiction to bad relationships and have the mistaken idea that someone else's approval of me makes me feel good about myself! Now there's something to ponder as I sweat it out at the gym with my trainer!
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