Me and the gym

I have never had a good relationship with the gym or physical activity in general. I get bored easily and, above all, I get tired!

Well, the world of sports. I must say that I have tried many sports such as tennis, classical ballet (not sure if it counts as a sport), golf, horseback riding… In middle school, I even participated in sprint races, like the 200 meters. I also did swimming.

My parents tried to make me athletic and sporty, but without success.

After high school, I joined a gym. I had a three-month membership, but I only went for two months. That was the end of my gym experience.

Then I discovered yoga. First, I tried Rocket Yoga, and I had a lot of fun. Then I discovered Ashtanga Yoga, and I really enjoyed it. My instructor was very nice, and the studio was just a two-minute walk from my workplace. It was perfect. But then the studio moved to another location, and the class schedule changed. It became impossible for me to do yoga at 6 p.m. with my work schedule.

So, I tried Pilates. I lasted a month. It was incredibly boring, and I didn’t like it at all.

Then I got sick, and all the little physical activity I was doing came to an end. I spent two years bedridden, taking medication, going to the hospital. I couldn’t move.

Two years ago, with the start of my first successful treatment, I started walking. But I couldn’t do much more. I was exhausted from chemotherapy, tired of many things, and, on top of that, being partially deaf with an ear inflammation affected my balance. I stumbled around like a drunkard.

Time passed, and let’s say that since last September, I started doing some serious physical activity again. I started with yoga, mainly focusing on balance exercises on the mat. It was challenging, a sort of rehabilitation. But then, at one point, I started experiencing severe headaches, which coincided with a reduction in one of my treatments. So, fear took over physical activity (which turned out to be exercise-related pain, of course) when I called my super scary doctor.

Then, thanks to my speech therapist, who is more of a friend than anything else, I got into crossfit! I discovered a whole new world. Now, let me clarify that I do 20 minutes at home (sometimes I push it to half an hour, but I thought I was going to die), all by myself. I follow various YouTube channels that offer crossfit workouts. It’s tough! The leg pain was so intense that I couldn’t even get out of bed the next day. I had to crawl…

But I enjoy it. As an exercise, it also helps me break free from my constant lethargy.

It’s still too early to see the results, but I’m determined.