Two things you should focus on instead of social media
Every Monday and Wednesday, I pay a guy to push my heart rate into the stratosphere and turn my muscles into mush. His name is Tyler, and he’s my personal trainer.
For years, I worked out on my own. Haphazardly. I’d run a bit here, lift some weights there. I seldom warmed up and frequently forgot to stretch. Afterwards, I’d come home and reward myself with a beer.
When I was younger, this exercise approach basically worked. I built some muscle and stamina. However, as I aged, injuries started to mount. My shoulders became stiff. I gave myself tennis elbow from too many curls.
Last year, I finally bit the bullet and coughed up some dough for a twice- weekly trainer. That’s where Tyler comes in. He went over my entire health history, injuries and fitness goals. Then he measured my body fat, fashioned a training plan and we were off to the races.
Now, every Monday and Wednesday, whether I want to or not, I’m at the gym. We focus on core training, sort of like CrossFit. After the workouts, I’m exhausted, but it’s a good kind of exhaustion.
When I get home, I stretch, shower, and drink lots of water. No more beer. In fact, I eliminated alcohol and caffeine from my diet completely.