My Fitness Journey (Part 2)
In Part 1 I talked about how I began my fitness journey and what it did for me but now I’m going to talk about what happened after that initial start.
Healthy life really was the best thing I ever did and it led me on to doing so much more with exercise, and it also built up fantastic support for me from all of the other people who attended. Them and my instructor were the main reasons for returning weekly and for pushing myself to do better and I can’t thank them enough.
I continued to do the Healthy Life classes every week until I moved to York in September
– I mean, why would I give it up? It was the best support I could have had! However, the more confident I grew with the circuit training classes, the more I wanted to try other classes. This is when my instructor decided it was time for me to start doing her BodyPump classes at another gym.
Wentworth & BodyPump
I started here around May of last year (2015) and went to one of the BodyPump classes with a friend of mine. We walked into this room where there were more tall blondes and even more fit people! I immediately felt out of place and completely overwhelmed. I didn’t fit in at all and just wanted to escape… but it was too late. My instructor had spotted me. HELP! She came over and told us what equipment we needed and helped us set up. Before I knew it, music was blaring from right behind me and everyone was holding their bars up and starting bending over with them… My friend and I looked at each other and I can safely say, we were both terrified! We did what any beginners would do – blindly copy the person in front of us and tried to keep up! I later found out that they were doing deadlifts…
Little did I know, that was the first of many BodyPump classes that I would come to love and enjoy. Honestly? It’s my favourite class now. It replaced Circuit Training very quickly!
Soon after that, I was attending one or two BodyPump classes a week, Total Body Workout, Zumba classes and sometimes even Spinning! Although, Spinning was the one class that it didn’t matter how many times I did it, I always hated it a little bit more every time! But it just goes to show that you need to find classes that suit you and that you find enjoyable – there is no point in forcing yourself to attend a class you hate because you will only hate it more!
I continued this routine all the way through my summer; the classes were the highlight of my day. I looked forward to going and doing exercise and interacting with like-minded people but when it came to September, when I was due to start Uni, I was devastated. I didn’t have a clue how I was going to cope without the massive support I had built up for myself! AND I couldn’t rely on classes to keep me going… I had to use the gym… *gulp*
University and Fitness
Before I get into this phase, I have to remind you, and myself, that I walk to Uni (15 mins either way) at least 3 times a week, I was suddenly adding extra activities into my routine and I still expected to keep up the same level of exercise.
Yeah, I would have laughed at me too.
But anyway, I moved into my accommodation which luckily for me has a gym to use onsite. Except this didn’t open for the first 2 weeks I was living there. But it was okay, that gave me 2 weeks to get used to being away from home right? Wrong. It gave my body two weeks to very quickly get out of shape and for me to start losing all motivation for it.
I tried to occasionally go to the gym but I just found it so dull compared to the excitement I felt going to a BodyPump class! I tried going to other classes, but with them being a 10 minute walk away, that didn’t work out either.
This lack of routine continued right the way through my first semester and before I knew it I was back home for Christmas and I was able to go to my favourite classes again! YEY! It had only been 3 months with relatively little exercise… noooo problem.
I had to start Uni again in January. I had spent 6 weeks over Christmas getting back into a routine for it all to change again…
I’m not going to lie, since coming back in January, it has just been one stressful week after another and I’m now 7 weeks in and have barely made one exercise class in the past month. Ooops. I seem to have returned to that BOOM and BUST system I had gotten out of and on days off I end up passing the day in bed, struggling to get my head off the pillow.
I have to remind myself that these down times will come, and the exercise is something that I can pick up as and when I can – I am home again in 2 weeks so I can start going back to Wentworth again… YEY! But for now, Uni and my health is just more important.
The only thing I can do to compensate is to eat super healthily (I need to get my boyfriend in check for that!) and through the summer get back into an exercise routine, which this time I can hopefully stick to.
Well that’s it for now peeps! My fitness journey from beginning to end. Well… until now anyway, I’m hoping it isn’t the end!
I will continue to write about different exercises I particularly love, people who have inspired me to keep going with it and finally, how I am getting on with it alongside my illness. I will also take you back to some of the memorable workouts I’ve had, both in classes and at home!
I hope you have enjoyed reading this and I’ll be back with more soon, but until then…
Have you found something that has particularly helped you or your illness?
Has exercise changed your life as much as it has changed mine?
What are your experiences with exercise so far.. Are they good or bad?