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If I had to pick one word to describe my fitness regimen, it would be “inconsistent”.
To be perfectly honest, walking is the only exercise I do regularly. I squeeze in a few good walks a week, and mostly spend my weekends traipsing around on foot, but that’s basically it.
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The thing is, I used to be fairly fit — at one point I was playing basketball and netball and taking gym classes a few times a week. But then uni and full-time work started eating my time, and I well and truly dropped the ball.
Since then, exercise has been an on-off kind of thing for me — a trampoline class here, a red-hot go at Barre Body there, and then there’s my ongoing turbulent relationship with zero to five kilometre running apps.
I wasn't too worried about all this until last year when I started playing netball again. Despite not having stepped foot on a court for seven years, I figured I could just pick up the ol' Goal Attack bib where I left off.
Well, nope. Halfway through my first game I was dizzy, had this weird 'rushing' sensation in my ears, and started seeing double. This had never happened before, so I was a little freaked and sat the second half out.
Something similar happened about a month ago, when I participated in a boxing-style class before work one morning. By the end of the (fairly intensive) 7:30am session, everyone else in the class was looking sweaty and a little red in the face, while I was whiter than a bed-sheet and hugging the toilet bowl.