Here I am...the end of the 2nd week of my reCommitment to Fitness. My diet has been overhauled and my workouts have been consistent and focused. When my alarm goes off at 4:10 a.m. for my morning workouts, I still cringe, but I get out of bed with a sense of purpose and determination. I feel I've gotten past the stage of reminding my body what it means to work out and have gotten into the "routine". This is what I was hoping to accomplish with this reCommitment. It feels good. It feels familiar. And yet...something is different.
In life, it's really easy to just go through the motions. Human beings are creatures of habit. We're comforted by "same", by, "routine." We can take the same exact route to work every day, for years, blindly doing what we've always done. We just...do. And that's how it's been for me, and working out. I'd focus, commit, work, and then...stop. This has happened before...several times, in fact. That was my "routine", that was my cycle. But as I said, something now is different. It's like that route to work. We go, daily, along the same path, year after year, and then one day, out of no where, we notice something different. Maybe it's a house we never noticed, or a huge tree along the way. It might be significant, or small. Regardless, something "clicks"....something suddenly breaks the cycle....it becomes new.
And that's where I am with working out. Before, I used to need a beginning, and an end. I'd need that 12-week program; something that had a finish line in sight. As I look back, that was my downfall. Fitness doesn't have an end date. It's a mindset; it's a lifestyle. I get that now.
Take beer, for example. I like beer. I really like beer. I have my categories, too. In the Winter, I'm all about the dark beers; the Stouts and Porters. In the Spring, a good Heffeweisen or wheat beer. In Summer....Corona is King. Come fall? Pumpkin Head, with a brown sugar rim, please. And if I just want to crush beers on a stamina-needing Sunday Funday??? It's the Taste of the Rockies, all the way. But I digress...
When I first started this reCommitment, I planned on staying away from all beer, wine and alcohol. Not that I was a huge drinker, but it wouldn't be out of the ordinary to open a bottle of wine with dinner, and have a few beers while watching t.v. When I'd go out with friends, we could easily go through several bottles of wine (Menton, Raptors?) But that was over. Yup, I was done...I was reCommiting to Fitness, after all. The goal was six weeks. I did it last year, I could do it again.
The first week came and went. In fact, my post last Saturday mentioned the fact that I hadn't had anything to drink all week. One week down, 5 to go. Done and done. And then...I went snowboarding. Three of us went up, two "newbs" and one vet. The goal was to shred by the end of the day. There I was, Sunday afternoon and I was getting my ass kicked by the mountain. It was my first time snowboarding and I was getting destroyed. After a particularly frustrating run, my buddy who was teaching us said, "Okay, time for beers." Part of me was psyched....just what the doctor ordered, but then, I remember...my reCommitment. Shit. No beers for me. As if tumbling down a mountain all day wasn't bad enough, now...no beer???? Well, now I was cranky. We made out way into the lodge and my buddy asked what I want.
"Water."
"Water? And...?'
"That's it. Water."
Well, my water comes, and with it...a Coors Light. (My friends know me well.)
"I know you're doing P90, but you need this.", he said.
I wasn't going to do drink it. I was reCommitted! And then he said something that made sense.
"Look, you know you're going to start drinking beers again." And he was right.
The thing was, he wasn't trying to pressure me, or derail my week's worth of success. He was 100% correct. I WOULD start to drink beers again. I love beer! My friends love beer! It was an inevitability. And that's when it "clicked". That's when something jumped out at me along the path I had tread for so long.
Fitness isn't about drastic lifestyle changes that are impossible and impractical to adhere to. It's about little changes, making good decisions and keeping good habits that can continue and become part of everyday life. I'm not going to give up beer. ESPECIALLY at a ski lodge with good friend as I was getting my ass handed to me by the Bunny Slope. Hell...that was when I needed beer the most.
No...fitness is about things like not cracking that bottle of wine with dinner on a Wednesday night, "just because", or watching a Celtics game at home with a bottle of water, rather than a beer. Those are viable, realistic changes.
For the first time, I see myself Committing to Fitness for good. Yup, life as I know it has changed....and it's great. And that, is something I'll drink to...
-D