One hour is 4% of your day
Up until about 8 months ago I did no exercise. I used to ride my bike for 2 hours a day when I lived further away from work but that was only for a year. When I moved into Zone 1 that cycling got cut down to around 20 mins a day max, which is definitely not enough!
I’ve been told to exercise by doctors loads of times for my mental probz, but every time I tried, or joined a gym (and wasted £100’s) I ended up having a huge panic attack and leaving. The adrenaline was too similar a feeling to anxiety for me so I just gave up.
Even though I have a healthy BMI and am totally normal weight wise, last year I started to feel like I’d put on weight/lost muscle tone? Which felt uncomfortable. Sitting in front of a computer all day for 40+ hours a week for over 3 years will do that to you. Yes, it’s true that your metabolism will go to shit the more sedentary your life becomes. #fail
Both of those things combined, I suppose I felt motivated to give it another go. However, with a previous hatred of gyms in my not-so-far-away past I decided to try something else…
There is a rather ‘cool looking’ (sorry – wait while I cringe at myself..) dance/fitness studio near my flat called Frame which has a lot of fun sounding classes. From boxing, dancing, trampolining (or re-bounding as the exercise people call it) to weird stretching circuit type stuff, I made the scary decision to give a couple of them a go. I liked the idea of classes and I thought it looked less intimidating than a gym in there: see second photo above.
Anyway! Without giving you a full life story of the past 8 months, I actually started to like exercise. Like some sort of Christmas miracle.
It started as once a week (yep, I was dying for at least a month – so unfit), then twice weekly, then three times a week. Which then meant joining a gym was more economical, and also made me an Official Exercise Person…