Note: Two calves were harmed in the making of this blog post.
Well my dogs may not be barkin’ but my calves are definitely mooing. They have been all day. As we begin to bid adieu to my athletically lost year of 2009, it’s time to start getting back into shape. And my calves are just the latest in a litany of things to be sore over the last few weeks: tired triceps, quivering quads, a bucky back and a tender groin. (Okay, I made that last one up. It’s just fun to say “tendergroin.” Seriously. Try it.)
So for the last three weeks, and for the foreseeable future, Corinne and I have been pretty consistently heading down the street to Snap Fitness five times a week. And, just to make things a little more interesting, we’ve both signed up to run the Jingle Bell 5K this Saturday morning in St. Cloud. Well, I’ve been spending some time lifting weights and a few invigorating sessions on these very cool elliptical machines. But this morning I decided I’d better actually prove to myself that I’m still capable of running five kilometers. (Yep, I finished. 21:52 on the treadmill.) Seemed like a good idea at the time.
And that brings us back to the beginning of this post: my calves are killing me. I’m hoping they calm down before Saturday. Wish me luck.
More significant than my temporary discomfort though is the enormous amount of respect I have for my wife in this process. It’s really been kind of interesting watching the way we’ve settled into what works for each of us.
I know I can roll myself out of bed in the morning. I know that my best chance at working out comes in the morning – before the day starts getting in my way. Corinne, on the other hand, has finally given up (for the most part) on the idea of waking up super-early to work out. It doesn’t work for her. But she is WAY more able to pull herself away in the evening and sneak a mile down the road and into the gym. Doesn’t work for me, but she’s managing to pull it off quite nicely!
Wish us both luck on Saturday! (If not luck for the race, then wish us luck making it through working the concession booth at Erin’s dance show!)