Tonight I thought to myself to break up the monotony of my workout routine, I would take my basketball to the gym and shoot some shots. To make it a solid workout, I promised myself that after I shot the ball, that I would hustle to gather my rebound instead of walking to get the rebound. I wanted this to be fun, but I really wanted to get a good sweat in too. I put on my wireless headphones, had my music, my ball and to the gym I went. When I first got there, there were only two young boys there (maybe 11-12 years old) which was cool because I was able to get one half of the gym to myself. Minutes later, three other teenage looking boys came in, making it a total of six folks in the gym, including me, The boys wanted to play three-on-three, half court, but that would mean they needed me to play to make the teams even. When they first asked me, I told them no as I knew I wasn’t ready to play competitively, even against young boys. With my weight being 358 (I haven’t weighed yet to see if I lost from my original weight that I talked about in this post) I know the movement in basketball, the jumping and the fast past that teenage boys play at would be too much, so I initially said no. However, that no didn’t last long. About 25 minutes had passed and I was hoping someone would come in so that they could play, but no one had showed up. I looked at the other end of the court and saw that one boy had to sit out as the other four had started a game of two-on-two. At that point, I went down and said to them, add me to a team and let the little guy sitting out on the other team. Whew!!!
I ended up playing two games. It was so hard. I was out of breathe. The competitor in me wanted to do the things that I used to be able to do while playing basketball in high school and college, but I could not do it. Instead, I was a liability on defense as the young man I was guarding was a deer and was running every where. I had to remind myself during the games that this was a workout for me and that I knew it would be hard, but to keep moving. I did that and I was happy in the end. After the two games, I sat on the sideline on the bench for about 25 minutes. Why did I do that? When I got up to leave, it was hard to get up because my joints where hurting. I managed to get home where I took a bath to soak my bones and as I am writing this post, I am paying for the basketball workout this evening. I am sore, whew!
I know I am not ready to move like I moved tonight, but I am still happy that I did it. And I haven’t decided yet, but Friday evenings for my workout, I may do this weekly. I want to see how I feel tomorrow and how I recover before I make the final decision. One of my long-term goals is to be able to play a full court basketball game again. I have work to do, but I will get there. I am paying for the basketball I played tonight, but I will be very honest, I felt good to be back on a court that once was my “comfort zone” for years while I played competitively. I will be back in some fashion one day.
Until I blog again,