I don’t like to fail. I don’t think anyone does. The differences among us is that some of us handle failure better than others. Taking it further, I think we all handle some failures fairly well and others not at all. So what does this have to do with today?
They feel great. They fit perfectly. So why are they still on the steps? Here comes the fear. I am not a runner. I hate running. When I was fit , dancing 40 hours a week, I still hated running. When I joined the Fox Lane High School soccer team so I could have one activity that was not inside in a dance studio or gymnastics gym, I hated running (well except sprints… I like those). When I trained for the Danskin triathlon (don’t get all impressed or excited here- we did it as a relay) after my son was born I really hated running. So what do I like? I love to dance. I like some classes at the gym especially spinning, Zumba and whatever they call kickboxing these days. I also love to walk.
I can’t dance because my body gets in the way. When there is less of me I will slip on my ballet shoes and pull out a barre, but I’m not there yet. My problem is that I can be a bit extreme. I’m learning that my sneakers are not asking for a marathon. I need to be ok with baby steps. It is all good so long as there are steps … of any kind.
On went the sneakers and I was not doing a class, a training run, a program, anything but changing our routine in a way that just so happens to help me be #fit4fall. The weather is beautiful. The walk is fun. So now, we walk to school. I start my day almost accidentally getting more fit walking 2 1/2 miles because we need to get from point. ‘A’ to point ‘B’ so why not walk?