I had to take a break from my exercise routine for two weeks. It’s tough to exercise when you can’t breathe, so I gave my body the time it needed to tend to that very important prerequisite. Now that I’ve got breathing back online, I re-started my exercise routine this morning. For the first time, getting back to exercise was a relief. I realized I miss it. I love the feeling in my body after I have challenged it physically.
The real challenge has been being kind to myself about this time off. There is still a part of me that wants to beat myself up for taking any time off, or question if I needed that much time off, or tell myself that I have lost the few gains I had made around getting my shoulder fit by taking this time off. It’s exhausting, and really, more work than the work out.
What I am taking on is that I did what my body needed, and where I am at is exactly where I need to be. In that space of grace, I get the opportunity to find the playful nature of exercise. I get to have fun and realize that this really is all about play.