Holy cow I never knew biking was so hard. I mean, I used to ride my bike for hours on end as a kid, we’d ride from my house to my best friend’s house to the convenience store for snacks to the library to somewhere to create trouble … but I didn’t wear padded bike shorts or practice or even probably change gears. Now with fancy-schmancy mountain bikes with 28 gears, I’ve got to click to go down, click to go up, pedal harder, learn to balance when I stand to ride … whatever happened to the good ole days?
Which brings me to the fitness advice that’s been running around recently: play. Like the good ole days when you were twelve and working out didn’t exist. Play like your dog. Make fitness fun. Whatever. I’ve been DOING that, with my outdoor gym and playing on boulders and swingsets and handstands, and it’s fun and all, but I’m not sure I’m seeing results. Granted, it’s been three weeks since I’ve been in Aspen and NOT CrossFitting in the gym, so I’m not sure what really I’m expecting to change, but I’m wondering if this is right.
But it FEELS right. It feels right to relax and play and spend four hours outside yesterday playing sand volleyball and laying in the grass and biking there and back home, at my leisure. I mean, I’m no slacker. I LIKE doing sprints, which I’ve incorporated once or twice a week … but am I fooling myself? Do I need to GET BACK IN THE GYM? Or is my body telling me what it needs, what it wants, and this is it?
This is really a rhetorical question, but feel free to answer if you think you’ve got one. 😉
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