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I am so out of shape that I can barely manage ten sit-ups, let alone thirty. |: I'm hoping it gets easier as I get more not-out of practice...
Anyway, so I just tried doing the warm-up I used to do in PE - well, not quite; Coach had us doing three sets of twenty-five or thirty for a good month and a half at least (along with various hellish cardio stuff on Tuesdays, and also on Thursdays if it was raining - there's a good reason I don't miss PE at all), but I know I'm totally nowhere near that, so I tried three sets of ten - that's sit-ups, push-ups, squats, lunges, and heel-ups, though before that I did a couple of arm things with some weights, also three sets of ten. My right arm hurts, but it was doing that before I got the bright idea in my mind to exercise... I hope the painkillers kick in soon; it's starting to get annoying. Um. I started doing some pretty wimpy push-ups and lunges by the third set, but I got through it all, at least!
I weigh three pounds more than I really should, and five pounds more than I'd like - I'm basing this on a combination of the bullshit BMI assignment I did in health class two years ago, and the weight range I was at when I was actually moderately active - when I had PE, I mean. So obviously I'm trying to start exercising now because I want to lose a bit of weight, but I'm also doing it because I'd like to tone up a little bit, so that I'm not all flabby and so that hopefully my thighs stop rubbing together, because it's fucking annoying.
I think I'm going to try doing this every other day, and then attempt at some kind of cardio on the other days - basically, what I did in PE all the time. Except I'm going at a pace that I think I can manage, not that somebody else is trying to push onto me because they're the state standards, or whatever. So instead of doing ridiculously strenuous cardio exercises that drive me to tears, I'm just going to - you know - walk places. Walk to AMPM. Walk to the art store. Walk to the park. If I can get somebody to come with me, then we can walk to the Hub, or to the mall, or to Central Park, or the teen centre, or the library... and then back, because nothing says dedication like walking four miles for some books. (Four miles round-trip, I mean.)
...I don't think I even have a library card. Well, I can always rectify that.
Anyway, so I just tried doing the warm-up I used to do in PE - well, not quite; Coach had us doing three sets of twenty-five or thirty for a good month and a half at least (along with various hellish cardio stuff on Tuesdays, and also on Thursdays if it was raining - there's a good reason I don't miss PE at all), but I know I'm totally nowhere near that, so I tried three sets of ten - that's sit-ups, push-ups, squats, lunges, and heel-ups, though before that I did a couple of arm things with some weights, also three sets of ten. My right arm hurts, but it was doing that before I got the bright idea in my mind to exercise... I hope the painkillers kick in soon; it's starting to get annoying. Um. I started doing some pretty wimpy push-ups and lunges by the third set, but I got through it all, at least!
I weigh three pounds more than I really should, and five pounds more than I'd like - I'm basing this on a combination of the bullshit BMI assignment I did in health class two years ago, and the weight range I was at when I was actually moderately active - when I had PE, I mean. So obviously I'm trying to start exercising now because I want to lose a bit of weight, but I'm also doing it because I'd like to tone up a little bit, so that I'm not all flabby and so that hopefully my thighs stop rubbing together, because it's fucking annoying.
I think I'm going to try doing this every other day, and then attempt at some kind of cardio on the other days - basically, what I did in PE all the time. Except I'm going at a pace that I think I can manage, not that somebody else is trying to push onto me because they're the state standards, or whatever. So instead of doing ridiculously strenuous cardio exercises that drive me to tears, I'm just going to - you know - walk places. Walk to AMPM. Walk to the art store. Walk to the park. If I can get somebody to come with me, then we can walk to the Hub, or to the mall, or to Central Park, or the teen centre, or the library... and then back, because nothing says dedication like walking four miles for some books. (Four miles round-trip, I mean.)
...I don't think I even have a library card. Well, I can always rectify that.