I’m a multi-sport athlete.
I run, bike, cross-country ski, and in my “down” time, I sail, hike, lift weights…
I do all this stuff because it gets me out into the wide world, where the act of propelling myself merges with the beauty around me and helps me find joy, God, the sheer exultation of being.
And though I’ve been active like this regularly for nearly a half-decade, I have a confession:
The first few weeks of a new season suck.
They suck big, hairy donkey balls.
A little afternoon torture session
I went for my first run in a while today.
Oh, fuck me.
Windy. Cold. Tired. Sore. Runny nose. Need to poop. Whiny. Cold-sweaty. Icy puddles.
And my body isn’t used to moving that way anymore.
We’ve been doing this thing on skis for the last several months, and now you’re asking for what???
My brain, on the other hand, is all like, “Dude. Yesterday you skied 15k. You tellin’ me you can’t jog a measly 5k today? Pffft.”
Shut up, brain.
Be gentle with yourself
It takes time for the body to adjust.
It takes time for the mind to adjust.
It takes time for the spirit to adjust.
When you’re starting a new endeavor, be it sport, business, relationship, job, adventure… give yourself time.
Savor the transition.
Drink a lot of water, and a little wine.
Enjoy your time as a beginner (again).