I’ve made the decision to compare my current fitness against how I was doing exactly 365 days ago. At the moment, that’s pretty depressing, because I was a whole lot fitter this time last year. However, there is method in my madness, because come 8:16am on Monday 27th January 2014, I will suddenly leap (metaphorically, at least) ahead of my past self and feel a whole lot better about where I am right now.
It’s true that it has taken – is taking, in fact – me longer to recover from my smashed up ankle, but its also true that I probably could have done more to speed up the process – had I the money, time and perhaps a little more motivation to do so. However, the start of the New Year is a watershed moment and I will be prioritising my fitness and recovery (albeit hopefully without spending any more money on it). At the same time, I’ll be cleaning up my diet as well. 11 months of relative inactivity needs correcting and you can’t do that with exercise alone.
Nothing ridiculous here. No “Paleo” nonsense, no “juicing”, no Tim Noakes’ “Cardio Destruction” diet (or whatever it’s called). And there’s not – and there never will be – a CrossFit in sight. Sensible eating, sensible exercise, no daft targets.