Before my surgery I was never the kind of girl who would go out for a walk and call it fun. I would walk somewhere if there was a reason or if there was something or someone waiting for me at the end of the road. Even then I would wonder if I could go by car or take the bus. Let’s say that I used to be quite lazy. My new me, or Rox2.0 as I like to call her, is slightly more outdoorsy and she at least loves it as her pedometer says she has met her goal for that day. One can make her own goals, so there is no reason to stay inside.
This week I will go to Switzerland for a couple of days with my parents. We’ve been talking about going for a walk there. My first thought was that I would need decent shoes. That might sound a little girly, but the old me would have thought something like: ‘I will stay at the camping with my book and I will see you guys later. ‘ So something has changed already and I kind of like that.
So today it felt like a good day to buy outdoor boots. My dad and I walked to the city center to buy them. At first I wasn’t really happy with all the brownish colors, but then my dad mentioned that the purple version would scare of the animals. That made me smile. So brown it was. I have tried on all kinds of shoes and in the end these were the ones that felt best. So here they are. My first pair of outdoor boots. Now I can’t wait to try them in Switzerland!
When I was a little girl, my father and I used to go cycling together. Well, I was of course just sitting in my baby seat and he was doing all the work. Back then all I had to do was admire the view, smile and pet some animals that we met along the way. I remember stories about sheep and donkeys for example. There are many pictures of me with the animals and the two windmills that you can see on these pictures. Apparently they were close to our home back then, but I had absolutely no idea how to get there.
Since my surgery I am trying to be more active. My dad gave me his old bicycle and promised me that we would go back to the windmills as he was pretty sure I would be able to make it that far. We had never done it until now. It was always just a plan. Until today. I woke up this morning and it was very hot already. I wanted to hit the gym in the morning, but they’ve got no air-conditioning so that didn’t sound like a good idea to me. Instead I called my parents and asked them what their plans were for today. I was silently hoping that they would go swimming or something like that (Yup, I am still the same lazy, old girl as I used to be), but then my mother asked me if I wanted to go cycling. O well, let’s try that.
So for the first time in years I was actually cycling without going somewhere, just for fun. And it was kind of fun. We cycled for about 11 kilometers, but not at once. After we reached the windmills, we turned around and sat down at an outdoor terrace for a while with coffee and water. Even though it was really warm, the wind made things better. So what have I learned today? Sometimes getting active is not such a bad idea. I really want to do this more often.
Weight lost: 22,7 kilo (50 lbs)
Being ten weeks post op it was definitely time for me to hit the gym again. At first I wanted to wait a little longer because of the complications I have had after my surgery. I mean, my doctors keep telling me that I should take it easy and that I want to do too much and too soon. There are no guidelines on what you’re supposed to do when your start wasn’t the same as all the others and I can only try to listen to my own body. Since I could feel myself getting stronger and I seemed to have more energy, I decided that it was time for me to start working out again.
Even though I thought I was really out of shape, it wasn’t as bad as I had expected it to be. I mean, I have only been training for a little over 30 minutes, but that was alright. Yes, my muscles are sore and my legs felt really tired that day, but I managed to walk to the city center later that same day, so it wasn’t all that bad. I am definitely ready to work out again. That’s great. I want to start with going there only twice a week for the next couple of weeks and then take it from there. it is time to get fitter and stronger.
Going to the gym wasn’t the only thing I did this week. This morning I went cycling outside for the first time with my father. We nearly hit 10 kilometer. Not bad for the first time. Maybe I am already fitter than I was before having the surgery. And it will only get better from now on. I do want to mention that I was raining today. I didn’t complain about that. I just went out, got on my (new) bike and did what had to be done. That also means a huge mental change for me. I have taken the step to get the surgery, but I am also much more serious about my health. I did become the girl who will take the stairs instead of the elevator and soon I will probably not need my car anymore. Maybe I am even proud of myself.