I had been doing pretty well with my fitness routine. I was taking spinning classes three times a week plus integrating a few other classes such as Zumba, some muscle toning exercises and walking. All was going well until I got sick.

Normally, if it were just a cold, I’d suffer through it. But apparently I developed some sort of bronchial issue that made it difficult to breathe deeply. As a result, I had to take more time off from my fitness routine than I liked. Once I started feeling better, I had to then convince myself to get back to the gym. Let’s face it, after a few weeks of not working out; the thought of starting all over again isn’t very appealing.

If I had been working out for a year or longer it wouldn’t be so bad but I had only started working out about a month or so ago. I was still in the early stages of my fitness program.

Biting the Fitness Bullet

I couldn’t put it off any longer. After eating too much Easter food and sitting around for a couple weeks, I noticed the waistline of my pants starting to get a little snug. I had to stop my downward dissent into flabbiness and get back on the bike.

Yesterday I took my first spinning class after a few weeks. It was an hour long class and I fully expected to walk out midway through. Imagine my surprise when it felt like I hadn’t taken a hiatus. Granted, I did not use as much resistance as I normally would, but I was still able to leave a respectable amount of sweat on the floor and feel like I had a good workout.

Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself

I’ve been psyching myself out of going to the gym. I’ve been making one excuse after the other only to find out that once you get back up on the bike, it’s not half bad (my rear end is a little tender, but not where as bad as when I first started spinning). Now that I got the first spinning class out of the way, it’s time for me to get back on my fitness schedule.