Fixing My Health Redux

My most popular writing project to date was the one concerning my workout routine and diet.  When I eventually faltered I even received several messages from readers wondering why I had stopped and urging me to continue on with the project.  I didn't.  I can't go back to that time and know exactly why I failed, but there is one reason I can think of.  I won't explore that.

But I can tell you my workout partner from the blog (which is still out there in the ether- http://markopher.wordpress.com/) contacted me, and we have begun anew.  Sitting here, tempted to browse Reddit ("for just a little bit, I swear!" yells my Id) I am in a bit of pain.  The muscles between my shoulder and chest have been aching all day, and moving my arms above my head or squatting results in pain.

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In short, I'm sore.  Sorer than I ever remember being.  Perhaps each time you quit working out and then start again you face a larger uphill climb.  It has seemed like that to me so far.  And my asthma is back, meaning running is slow going, but still rewarding when it comes to increased energy levels, better sleep, and an improved mood.

The mood is noticeable almost right away, as I stress on the drive to the gym, cursing each time I miss a green light and tailgating those going under the speed limit (It's forty-five on this road people!  We could be going so much faster, yet we are wasting the opportunity!).  If you read my last blog I was certainly in the non-observing group.

On the way back I struggled to maintain the speed limit, and happily stopped whenever the light deemed it time.  It felt good to be alive, and I enjoyed listening to my music (previously my feelings towards the music was- skip, skip, skip, skip, ehhh fine I'll listen to this one) and I wasn't in a hurry to get home.

I noticed the change at work, as I let everything go and never for a moment became stressed or stood around not doing anything because I wasn't motivated.  Instead I took charge, did everything effectively and quickly, and the shift ended before I knew it.  Today, due to the soreness, I didn't work out, and work was miserable.

I truly hope this soreness doesn't bar me from working out tomorrow.  I need it like I once needed something else I recently quit.  Or like the anti-depressants I once took.  I need it because life without it is a life of missing how it was when I had done it.

I need the exercise, and not to lose weight like before, but just to feel better overall.

This is a redux of the project and I wonder if the interest is still there.  I wonder if I should use the old blogging platform (though I would hate to split my readers as I mostly just want this blog to succeed.  So please, give me some feedback.