I finally made it back into the gym this week, and it feels great to exercise again. It’s been longer than I can remember since I have gotten my heart rate up doing an activity other than picking up or running after a child. I miss working out in a team setting, especially on crew. Having a coxswain yelling in my face was the ultimate motivator. As hard as I try to imagine what a cox might be saying to me during my work outs (which I do, every time!), it’s just not the same. An observation I’ve made about my work outs the last few years is that it’s difficult for me to motivate myself to push the limits without a tangible goal in mind.
Last time I got in shape after having a baby, I trained for a triathlon with Team In Training and raised money for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. I am contemplating doing another triathlon this summer, but this time I will do it on my own without the team or fundraising. Now I just need to figure out which one I want to do!