I ended my last blog entry with......
"FUNctional Fitness DIY
In a nutshell my philosophy goes something like this:
"Fundamentally Understanding Nature and FUN--...Finding the fun in fitness is essential to making it a lifestyle as opposed to making it a resolution or a chore or even a 'practice'. "
That's what I had forgotten, to have fun. The goals had become an "obsession" and exercise had stopped being fun. No wonder I wasn't getting anywhere.
Time to recalibrate and have some fun.
The next morning I was faced with a dilemma. In exactly one weeks time are two events that are very much part of my "physical" world and both happening in Atlanta, 2012 NAGA ATLANTA GRAPPLING CHAMPIONSHIP and the Tough Mudder Georgia. The problem is, for a variety of reasons, I hadn't planned to do either.
If I were to do the grappling event I would want to be at a certain weight, so at least I would be in category where I'd have a chance. I stepped on the scale, the day after I had announced that I wouldn't obsess on my weight anymore.
Sure enough, I was creeping back up to the Super Heavy Weight division (200 +).
I felt like going for a run, a nice trail run where I could get my head together.
But I hesitated.
A friend had posted on facebook, "Running Stone Mountain Park tomorrow for more mudder training". Maybe I should see if I could tag along.
But I hesitated.
And got caught up in sorting and packing. Our lease is up in a month and we may or may not be staying in Atlanta. We still don't know, which is one of the reasons, I didn't commit to either of the aforementioned events.
It was passing noon and Cindy and Skye were getting ready to head out to a movie. I needed to do something physical even though blowing it off and going with the family to a movie was a bit more appealing.
Instead I decided to bicycle to Stone Mountain, climb to the top and then do a trail run. After figuring out what gear I should bring, I realized I was running out of time and headed out.
When I Map Quested Stone Mountain, it showed that it was around 11 miles away. That was by car. Factor in the twist and turns of the bike path and my getting lost a few times and it was closer to 15 miles.
It's only a little more than a mile to the top of Stone Mountain, but it is a steep mile.
The march up the hill was well worth the view.
That's downtown Atlanta in the distance. I live just a mile or so from downtown.
After scampering down the hill, finding where the trail head was and then actually getting there, I locked up the bike and readied myself for a 5 mile trail run. As I lumbered down the trail with a pretty full pack, I began to realize just how late it was getting and how quickly night would come.
Around a 1/2 mile into it, I came to a sign saying that the trail was closed. I took this as a message, not to mention my legs were fried from the climb and 15 miles on the bike. I high-tailed it back to the bike and headed homeward.
After a few miles, approximately a 1/3 of the way home, and it was dark. The one thing that I had neglected to bring was a headlamp. Fortunately it was a moonlit night. Unfortunately, I would end up getting lost several times, 15 miles became 19 miles. And what should have taken maybe 2 hours ended up being more than 3.
By the time I got home, I was thoroughly worked. But I was happy and had burned a ton of calories.
I ended up bicycling 34 miles and running/hiking around 3 1/2 miles.
Some of my best "workouts" are ones I hadn't planned on doing in the first place.
The video is 4 minutes and needs serious editing, apparently not saved in HD so pretty blurry. I am just getting started in the video end of things. So please, forgive all of that. It sort of gives an idea of how harried the ride started getting as it got darker and darker. I promise I'll get better at this.