Do Something, ANYTHING, Every Day
It was a long, hard, tiring day, and I was feeling particularly haggish. Don’t get me wrong, I really love my evil twin, but I also like having control over her – calling her out when the time is right and enjoying her appearance.
When she controls me, it means that I’m not feeling so hot. A big part of my taming the shrew is movement. Cliché I know, but it is my truth.
It just so happened that Susan and I were feeling the same way, at the very same time. We had been on an exercise streak, but 3 days later we had completely lost our groove. And the motivation or inclination to do anything was long forgotten. And we were both lamenting our dilemma over twitter.
Since I’m a little by little gal, the idea of 20 minutes of movement everyday always appealed to me. For me, it is much easier to say, “I will go for a 20 minute walk,” rather than, “I will go to the gym for an hour.”
So the stars were aligned, exhausted or not, and Susan and I agreed at the same moment to do something, ANYTHING for 20 minutes that day.
And so it began.
We got off the computer and we went out.
We did it. Together.
We felt better.
So we did it again.
Sometimes she got on her elliptical. Sometimes we got in the pool. Sometimes we got on a real bike. Sometimes we walked to work. But we always checked in with each other. We confirmed our 20 minute plans, and we encouraged each other every day.
There were days I was physically tired a day after a swim or a workout with my trainer. On those days, I spent 20 minutes on my mat. (My body loves my mat time.) There were other days where time and schedules seemed to get in the way, and Susan parked further from her work to sneak in the walk. There were also days that I was mentally tired, but I got up and got out anyway.
I walked. I didn’t even break a sweat. It counted.
Despite the physical or mental exhaustion, we did it. I can say that for me, I always shot for 20 minutes and many times I moved for longer. There were a few times when I did NO MORE than 20 minutes.
We did this for 14 days.
In a row.
20 minutes of ANYTHING.
For 14 days.
And we felt better.
We found our groove again.
Thanks to 20 minute trickery and an amazing tribe.
- The Twitter Fitness Web > Susan’s Amazing Recap of Our #Fitblogwalk
- How the 20 Minutes Added Up > My Recap of the Math (You Might Be Surprised)
Care to join us? 20 minutes is all we ask.
Kris is a wannabe fitness/culinary guru who can neither cook nor jog. You can find her on The Heart and Humor of Being Human where she learns to mince basil and do kettlebell swings while tweeting, all while trying to find some balance in this distracting world. You can also find her on twitter @krazy_kris.
July 23, 2011 at 11:13 pm
Seriously – I wouldn’t/couldn’t have done it without you!
July 23, 2011 at 11:21 pm
Awesome!! Twenty minutes a day is more than most of us do. I work out four days a week in 1-1/2 hour chunks, equaling six hours total of fitness time per week. But I still would like to DO something on my rest days. Sometimes a power walk is the answer. I love the idea of small chunks – makes it SO manageable! Thanks Kris and for your krazy sense of humor too xo.
July 24, 2011 at 4:25 pm
You’re an animal.
You ALWAYS inspire me.
And as amazing as your hours are, I highly recommend 20 minutes on the other days. It’s been a total moodbooster for me and has been so helpful in trying to be more ACTIVE (as opposed to exercise alone).
I’m thinking I’m gonna keep at it 🙂
July 23, 2011 at 11:26 pm
YAAAY ! I would love to join you! last Tuesday I was busy so I could not be there for #fitblogwalk… but I will be there this week, AND will be doing at least 20 minutes a day along with you all! XO
July 24, 2011 at 4:25 pm
YES! #fitblogwalk is soooooo lovely! I will meet you on the hill 😉 Ooooh – another #20minute girl? I’m just giddy 🙂 xoxo
July 25, 2011 at 2:29 pm
living with no car, i think it would be hard for me to go a day without at LEAST twenty min of some sort of anything, even if it’s just walking (esp up the giant hills near my house). one thing i love about living in san francisco. you cant help but exercise.