With my new training plan, I walked just over 33 miles last week. Thirty-three miles is just about two days of walking on the Camino, and I did this 33 over five days, so I still have a way to go, but I will tell you this: This week felt good!
I’ve been in training before. My first organized fitness program (other than physical education in grade school) was when I attended a police academy in late 1979 and early 1980, for 13 weeks. I was barely 25 years old at the time.
What I remember most about that experience was that the training philosophy was to tear us down–physically, mentally, communally—in order to build us back up. This was done to help us become mentally and physically stronger and to build a strong bond between us. We would need all of those attributes as we launched into our law enforcement careers in the 80’s. Some of us made it through the academy; others didn’t. Personally, I was not going to quit; If I left prematurely, they would be carrying me out on a stretcher. Thank goodness it didn’t come to that, but I felt every ounce of the tear down…and experienced every bit of the build-up. At graduation, I was in great shape, and felt a bit invincible!
Well, that was then and this is now–a mere forty years later.
The tear you down/build you up just doesn’t work well for me anymore. I need every ounce of energy I can muster just to wake up and do yoga! To dress, eat, walk, and get on with my day takes energy too. The best I can figure is that I need to conserve and build; start with the base I have and add to it gradually and sensibly. And this new training plan seems to accommodate that. Thank you to the commenter on the last post who reminded me that muscles need time to mend and grow. That is the truth!
So enough on training for now. My mind is on what’s happening out there…Spring has sprung! And the Sailor Bar flowers are beginning to bloom…