Beginnings


I divide my life, as relevant to this blog, thusly: fitness, food and miscellaneous interests.  In today’s post I will begin an account of my fitness history and habits.

I like to think of myself as a naturally active person with varied activity-based interests.  However, I must admit that more appropriate terms may be ‘schizophrenic’ and ‘short attention span.’  I have always been a physically active person and through rigorous testing and with plenty of outside confirmation, I have proven true my hypothesis that unless I keep up a minimum level of exercise, I become rather bristly and unkind.  Therefore, I am always doing something.

I have concluded that for my best health and well-being, I have to incorporate cardio, resistance training and stretching.  Balancing all three is tricky but necessary.  I don’t like feeling strong but stiff, or else supple but weak.

At one time, I was convinced I had to do everything at least three times a week to have a minimum of fitness.  I scheduled it all out using complicated spreadsheets and schedules from my gym, dance studio and running buddies.  I ended up scheduling something like four hours a day for exercise.  A smidge excessive, you say?  I concur.

At this mature (snort of derisive laughter) stage of my life, I try to incorporate a variety of activities on a regular, though not necessarily weekly, basis.  If I have a big event coming up, I will spend more time training for that activity and reduce time spend in others.  However, I find I like a varied and balanced fitness portfolio, which is why I have largely given up participating in orchestrated events like races and rides.  I had that stage: when racing was so exciting and training schedules were new and promising.  But having done it all the way up and through a marathon, I must admit the mystique and allure have left the building.  Races are fun, but I have bigger priorities at the moment, namely, keeping balanced, sane and moving to anther continent.

I will have to devise methods of keeping said balance even in foreign surroundings.  I believe it will be, to quote J.M. Barrie, “an awfully big adventure.”

Tomorrow’s Post: In Which I Dance
(An Accounting of My Current Fitness Habits, Part II)

The journey of a thousand leagues begins with a single step. 

— Lao Tzu

Among the highest order of my aspirations is to see and understand as much of the world as possible.  Such a thorough educational experience cannot be achieved with a few cruises and resort stays.  It can only be had through years of traveling to and residing among native residents of various foreign lands.

My proverbial first step is to move to Belize, a small Central American nation north of the equator with a population hovering near 330,000.  I intend to continue to cultivate healthy eating and fitness habits despite less-than-conducive settings.

I anticipate relocating to the town of Santa Elena, Belize within 6 months of today.  This blog will chronicle my relocation and adaptation of my current healthy living habits to new circumstances.  On these pages I plan to publish the following

  • Amusing (or possibly aggravating) anecdotes
  • Assorted wisdom & observations
  • Travel-oriented reviews, recommendations and experiences

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Tomorrow’s Step: In Which I Begin: An Accounting of My Current Life and Habits as They Relate to This Blog