It Isn't Fair! Or Maybe it is...

       Tom took me to the theatre for Valentine's Day. It was nice and a little romantic, and a lovely performance. But I could feel myself slouching and twisting in my uncomfortable seat, and about an hour after we got home, I started having low back pain.  It didn't seem fair, since all the exercises I have been doing are designed to strengthen my core.  Surely my spine should be strong, tough and rugged by now -- a sort of Ford Truck, rather than a fragile Fiat.

       But then again, it was only February 14, which meant I had been doing my exercises for only two weeks. And to be honest, I think I skipped the first day, and I definitely hadn't done anything -- even the shapeup shoes -- on Valentine's Day morning. So maybe I had done my 15-minute workout for a total of 12 days.  Putting all those workouts together, I had put in a grand total of three hours on my core this month, and nothing the month before or the month before or the month before, or indeed, even the year before.

       I suppose it isn't fair to expect to be fit already. Certainly many others put in much more time than that, and over a much longer period.  

       This morning, after spending much of yesterday flat on my back, I found myself craving some of the stretching exercises in Peggy Brill's program, and put myself through a few of them.  

       And tomorrow, I'll get back on my routine, and see it through until the end of the month -- and hopefully beyond. I may not ever be ready to run a marathon, but that's okay with me. I'd way rather drive the 26 miles in air-conditioned comfort than ever put my body through something like that.

       But I would at least like to be able to go to the theatre in the future, and get something more profound or pleasing out of it than, "Oh, my aching back."