It has been several hellish weeks since I made my fitness confession of bumping up my workout routine to support the athlete that is now awake. If you would like to read it, here is Part One. I know what you must be thinking. Isn’t it called hell week — singular? Shouldn’t it only be seven days of endless torture to your body? Seven days of pumping yourself up to go out into the frigid cold weather and try to move your super sore muscles until they aren’t sore any more (or just until you are numb to the pain)? Yes, in a perfectly normal world where you have all the time to yourself, that is possible. But to a mom, that is not always the case.
I can best describe the past few weeks with several references from one of the greatest come-back-kid movies ever filmed, Rocky IV. I have made references to this movie in the past because it is a perfect example of getting “knocked down”, only to rise up on top with a big dose of determination and will power. I needed a ton of both elements these past couple of weeks! I totally felt like I was in the boxing ring and the hell week(s) felt like rounds in a boxing match.
Round One: No Pain!
(Ding, ding.) Fellow blogger, Sarah, let me know of a great referral program to get myself going at M.e.l.t. Fitness in Simsbury, CT. The first couple days were awesome as I got myself into a rhythm of working out again. My body was killing me by the third day as I recited a chorus line of “ouches” while lifting myself out of bed. My arms were dead weights by my side, but despite the grimace, I secretly loved it (yea, I know…I’m nuts). I loved the fact that I was on my way to my athletic body again – and no one was going to stop me! Well then, Life laughed at me for that statement in the form of little white flakes falling hard to the ground as I was leaving my fifth working out day. After that, came a slew of snow delays, half days and days off from my son’s school and canceled fitness classes. Before long, I noticed that five days of not being at the gym had passed, and I felt Life’s punch to the face and down I went onto the boxing ring floor! (Ding, ding.) OK, coach, time for the pep talk.
Normally, at this very point, I would have given up. The cosmos were fighting with me and they were winning the match. But the difference, this time, was my network of fitness friends and Runit sisters who helped inspire me by reading their Facebook statuses of getting their butts out onto the fitness mat or running several miles, in the bone-chilling cold. No one had to tell me to get out there and fight because the athlete in me was getting angry and wanted another round in the ring! So, the following Tuesday I got out with my hands up, ready to throw the first punch!
Round Two: Drago!
(Ding, ding.) The following week, I tried Barre44 in Avon. I had taken a newbie class there back in October. I really liked it before, so I wanted to try it again. Today marks the fifth day of pant-splitting lunges, too-many-to-count reps and heart-thumping cardio, but I’m feeling the rhythm again, my clothes are starting to loosen around me, slightly, and I am feeling the energy as the athlete gets stronger. I’m giving Life the upper cut and a jab to the stomach, because I’m fighting back!
Another thing that kept me going these past few weeks was the mental replaying of the training montage scene between Rocky and his Russian component, Ivan Drago, from the Rocky IV movie. I remember first seeing this inspirational clip as a freshmen in high school with the varsity soccer team. When I needed to relive that pumped-up feeling, I started to hum “Hearts on Fire” and it helped me out into the snowy streets and into my workout sessions. Really guys, if you want to get inspired by Rocky Balboa getting buff with an oxen harness, hearing “no pain” yelled to him as he holds his body, laterally, in the air, or watch him run up a Russian mountain peak screaming “Drago”, you HAVE TO watch this clip. To all my MHS soccer teammates – this bit is also for you!
I will continue my fitness journey throughout the year, but in the meantime I hope you get your own inspiration to go out there and fight. Dig deep, and when you feel like giving up say to yourself “no pain” – and get right back into the ring.
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