There is one really good thing that has come out of our relaxed and remote month on the Seychelles. Fitness. We have the time, the desire and the space. We have used it wisely.
We wake up most days without any plans. It was harder in New Zealand, where everyday had a plan that involved moving to the next destination. Not to mention pretty hard to do yoga in the Kiwi Karavan. Here in the Seychelles we have nothing but time – and plenty of space.
So on the second day we arrived we began an
Yoga on the patio
intensive workout schedule, hopeful that after a month, we would be able to keep it going as we move forward in the adventure. Our daily routine has developed into a mix of fitness, tanning, reading and scrabble. Pretty awesome.
I usually get up before Arne and sit outside with my coffee (instant Nescafe – miss my French Press but I’m getting used to it). He joins me about thirty minutes later for coffee. Arne then makes our breakfast each morning – yogurt with fresh fruit.
Running in our neighborhood
Usually papaya, mango or sometimes apple.
We then spend ten minutes doing a cardio program from an app on my phone, followed by 20-30 minutes of yoga led by yours truly. I’ve taken enough yoga classes to be able to lead us through some of the asanas that are good for runners – particularly runners with sciatica issues like me. We both have noticed a big difference in how we feel now that we have done the yoga everyday for nearly three weeks. I’m certainly no yogi-master. But we do pretty good considering. We tried an app for this too, but it was too fast and hard to follow and we just decided there was no reason we couldn’t just do it on our own. I studied up online and refreshed on some poses I had forgotten and found some new
Me and my fitness buddy
ones for hip flexors and lower back. And that is how I became the Yogi Un Master. I now require Arne to call me Master.
After yoga we plank. Arne is up to four minutes! I am struggling to get to 1:30. I’m close. We are doing straight arm planks now and geeze it’s hard.
Then we run. Unless it’s a hike day – then we hike. Most days I run 3-5 miles and Arne does about six. It’s hard in the humidity but we do it anyway. I am much slower than I used to be – perhaps it’s the humidity. Or my age. Or the sciatica. I push on. Put in the miles no matter the time is – that’s my theory.
Hiking in the Seychelles is a sweaty business
We haven’t hiked as much here as we did in New Zealand, but we are trying to continue our training for the Camino. I feel that I could do the Camino now – but I continue to worry about the sciatic issue – so we train, and stretch, and train. And take a lot of ibuprofen. We plan to hike a lot in Bulgaria in June.
We rented bikes here at the Airbnb but they are not in the best condition so I don’t love riding them. But we do – a couple of miles to the beach or to the store. That’s about it.
Of course we go to the beach or hang here on the patio in the sun most everyday. I make lunch which is usually sandwiches if we are headed to the beach or left overs if we are staying here. And then everyday like clockwork we play Scrabble and drink two gin and tonics at 3pm. I look forward to that part of the fitness plan! My scrabble goal now is to beat Arne four games in a row. So far I’ve only managed three in a row.
We have only eaten dinner out once, and although challenging I have enjoyed creating healthy meals from the meager supplies available. Some dinners have turned out better than others – but my darling husband will eat anything. A good sport that one.
I have no way of knowing if I have lost weight. I
haven’t stepped on a scale since we were in Bangkok two months ago. At that time I had dropped about 14 lbs since leaving the USA. Another ten would be good. However it’s also a good thing not to have access to the scale and not be a slave to it. I’ve tried to learn to be more aware of how I feel than what I weigh. I’ve never been a teeny girl and it certainly isn’t going to start now. I just keep doing my thing. I feel pretty fit and some of my clothes certainly hang different, making me think I’ve dropped a few more. But the goal is really to feel good right? And this old broad is feeling pretty good. I’d probably
drop ten pounds in a minute if I gave up those two gin and tonics each day. But really, some things are just not worth the sacrifice.
When I was running this morning I was thinking about the fact that it has been almost four years since I retired from my job (June 6th). I was thinking about all those people (there were a lot of them) who said I would be bored. Those people who really didn’t know me as well as they thought. They thought I would be bored…LOL. What do you think about me now?