I seem to have gone a bit silly. After 14 years working at a desk and spending my spare time in front of a computer or the telly, I have gone and bought a bicycle and joined a martial arts class.
I'm 33 years old, covered in bruises, aches, pains and (frequently) lathered in sweat... And I've never felt better!
It's like my body is saying "This is what I was built for. Forget about that damn computer. MOVE!"
I'm scared.
I have led a mostly sedentary life and up until a couple of years ago I had the same body I've had since high school: generally weak, not exactly fit, but thin as a rake and mostly healthy. Then I hit 30 and the weight started piling on. So I'm making an effort (for the first time in my life) to actually lose weight. And after only a month or two it seems to be working somewhat. Again, scary.
I was never any good at sports or athletics as a kid, so I turned to more academic pursuits. Invariably, any time I tried to make physical improvements, my body just ignored me. Even when I was going to the gym every other day, I couldn't build strength or fitness. It all seemed like such a waste of time so I stopped trying.
But now, for some reason, my body has decided to come to the party... When I stretch, I get more flexible. When I work out, I get more fit. When I move, I lose weight. This goes against everything I have learnt about myself over the last 3 decades, and frankly, it's freaking me out.
