When I first tried police basic training in 2004, I was so fat and out of shape I almost threw up after ten pushups, and totally sprained both knees in less than two weeks just running. Physical therapy, and not wanting to give up on LE, got me going to the gym regularly. I do stuff that’s not always fun, but tolerable. The second time in LE training, I passed the PT test, after developing plantar fasciitis and needing more physical therapy.
I HAVE to weight-train my legs regularly or my knees and heels WILL hurt. That, and when I don’t exercise enough, I feel all squishy and get so annoyed with myself that I sooner rather than later will hit the gym again. I still weigh about the same as way back when, but I guarantee a lot more of it is muscle.
What I do is get on the cardio machine while watching TV, and stay for an hour, with two or three water breaks. I get in a thousand calories an hour this way. Then I do weight training. I just want to cry when I see so many people lallygag on the cardio machines, or walk on the treadmills, then mosey over to the weight machines and put 15 pounds on them and pull like they’re starting a lawnmower, then sling around candy-sized dumbbells from stop to stop, and they wonder why they never get any stronger or faster or skinnier, and wonder why their joints hurt.
Sometimes I run on the road outside my house, way out in the country. For goodness sakes, get top-of-the-line running shoes. They cost less than orthopedic care.
You never know who’s watching. I didn’t recognize one regular at the gym, until I was in the library at the community college I take classes at, hanging with a friend from church. It was pretty cool when this guy–who turned out to be the president of the college–saw us there, and came by and said, “there’s the man who’s always lifting those huge weights!” right in front of my friend, who happens to be a very lovely young lady. He can do that all he wants.
Can’t tell you how to stay motivated, other than make it as fun or least unpleasant as you can, while still getting 20 minutes of elevated pulse. But I guess in the end, it’s what you want to do. If you’re content being overweight and out of shape, cool. If you’re not, you’ll do something about it. In this country, at least over the long term, what you’re doing is–just about what you really wanted to do all along.