Absence makes the heart grow….Fonda?

Absence makes the heart grow….Fonda?

After procrastinating for so long to actually start up this blog, it has taken a substantial amount of time to write a follow up post! Life has happened in the last couple of months, adding juicy titbits to my future posts, which will hopefully be in the nearer future than my past history will give insight into.

I took a sabbatical from my much loved Pilates classes, to focus on our family. Naturally, with the best intentions to continue with my exercise regime. Which, naturally, did not happen. Fast forward to a year later, I received a photo of myself from a friend, and was absolutely shocked at how much weight I had gained. Not necessarily on the scale in kilograms, but more on the scale of roundness….

I realised that I needed accountability. I either needed to give classes, or attend them. It was lucky for me that the latter happened first. I bumped into the incredibly gifted instructor who took my classes over from me when I took a break, and she offered free classes whenever I am back to joining a group again.

I went the very next evening. I suffered. I panted. I groaned. But, alas, I did not moan! I loved it, especially when the class was over. I couldn’t wait to come back for more. My body ached and pained for the first while, but I loved feeling fitter and stronger as the weeks progressed.

It made me realise that I need that accountability. I thrive on the group class set up. Not everyone does; but I do. I’ve loved Jane Fonda’s exercise videos from the earliest age I can remember exercising. Even though this does not apply to all people, what does apply is that we all need to find our movement that we enjoy. Whether solo, in a group or with your pet, when you find what you love, or motivates you, it will be far easier to stick to a constant exercise regime.

Play around (pun was sort of intended!), try out different sports and exercise classes, until you find your niche, and your chances of consistently sticking to regular exercise will increase.

It’s almost time for me to swap my Pilatso pants for Pilates pants, as I prepare for my evening class. Not where I present, but where I skunk around in the back corner and unwind, relax and recharge.