I consider myself to be a pretty fit person.
I may not look like a TV show athlete or anything:
But on average, I do somewhere between 5 and 8 hours of cardio a week, as well as strength training and Pilates for core training and back strength (if you have an effed up spine like me, may I recommend Pilates? It works WONDERS, ya’ll.). My resting heart rate is 42-47 bpm. I don’t get tired out very easily anymore: I can do high-impact aerobics – like Zumba® – for a couple hours before I start to feel like I could use a break.
I’m not bragging; I have a point, I swear.
(Okay, I’m proud of all of that stuff because I have worked my ass off to get here, but still.)
People are fit at different things. And super healthy or not, I guarantee you that there is an exercise out there that will make you feel like you’ve never trained a day in your life. There are lots for me, but I do have one particular enemy that makes me pant and sweat like no other:
Stairs. And The Step.
SIDENOTE: Other things I’m sure I would suck at include skiing, snowboarding, anything involving water (since I’d just drown or worry about drowning the entire time), and anything on any sort of skate. So basically everything.
Now, I say enemy, but we’re more like frenemies, because it’s a love-hate thing we have going on. Here’s the thing: I teach Zumba®. I’m used to going super high intensity for an hour or more and I can still talk while I’m doing it. But take me to a step class like I did last night? It’s like watching Bambi on ice. My legs are everywhere, I’m always on the wrong foot, I’m trying to breathe and concentrate so hard that my brain feels like it’s actually flexing or something. Basically, I look like Kermit the Frog, only not nearly as cute and loveable, so the veteran step students just shake their heads at me and laugh. And then I do things like accidentally shout, “I DID IT!” when I figure a move out and they just look at me like I’m crazy and move their steps a little further away than before.
It’s awesome, you should come to step class with me.
(But only if you’ve never done it before so I don’t look like the most inept one there.)
I have a friend who is also a fitness instructor who went to a spin class and said it nearly killed her. And many friends who are runners, cyclists, dancers, etc., who have come to my classes and told me I totally kicked their ass by the end of it. Same thing!
I used to think hey, do what you’re good at, and I still believe that. If you love something and you’re good at it, rock the hell on, but I also think hey, do what you’re bad at! It’s not only super humbling, but it makes you work things you don’t usually work. It’s good for your brain and your body. And your ego!
Hell, maybe one day I’ll even learn to swim.*
*Don’t hold your breath.**