My Five Stages of Weightlifting

I have attempted to start a workout routine more focused on weight training and less focused on cardio. And by cardio, I mean sitting in place at my desk.

Yeah.

Neither my desk-jockey day job nor my writing really provide a lot of exercise. I did my research, and the conclusion seems to be weightlifting in the way to go. Here is where I am so far.

 

Stage 1 – Excitement to Start

Researching the best way to begin, finding appropriate routines to go with the equipment we have (not going to a gym during COVID), setting up logs. This is going to be great! I can do this!

 

Stage 2 – Doing the Routine

What was I supposed to do again? Let me rewatch the video. I’m supposed to balance how and do what while lifting something heavy? Wait, I remember this from those classes I took *mumble* years ago. Okay, I get it, but wow, so much harder to do than it was *mumble* years ago.

 

Stage 3 – Dear God, Will I Ever Move Again?

Places I didn’t know I had hurt. Getting out of bed is suddenly an event. I don’t really need that snack or drink of water. Not if it means moving.

 

Stage 4 – Zzzzzz

I can fall asleep. In the recliner. Sitting up. While the kids are playing the Switch. They weren’t kidding when they said it would improve your sleep.

 

Stage 5 – Wait, I Have to Do It Again?

What do you man I haven’t built all the muscle I need in one workout session? You mean I have to do this three times a week?!?

I have kept with it for a few weeks now, and I would love to tell you it’s getting better. I still don’t like it, much less love it. We do have a smart TV and a Switch docking station down in our workout area, so there is at least some entertainment.

Anyone else do light to moderate weightlifting? How long before you fell in love with it, if you ever did? How long before you can move without knowing you’re moving?