I am trying to learn, trying to adjust my expectations.
Last week our falls prevention exercise class, which is very very moderate, was an eye opener for me. Things which used to be easy peasy weren't anymore. Like those quad stretches where you stand on one foot, grab your opposite ankle, and pull your foot up towards your bum. Ouch!
But it helped me realize that something is better than nothing. While I wasn't exactly working out according to my old definition, I was doing something positive. Doing something is better than sitting. Right?
I've had some hand weights for quite awhile now, but I've never been too committed. I would start at 10 lbs per hand and work my way up to 15 lbs doing three sets of 12 reps. I even got close to buying heavier weights a few times. But then, I'd get out of the routine, and I would only get back to the weights a few months later and more or less have to start all over again.
But more that a year ago, I pretty much gave up for good. My left elbow started to protest bicep curls, and my shoulders didn't much appreciate the strain on them on some of the other exercises. Discouraged, I stopped.
Today however, my pectoral muscles are sore because, after that very long layoff, I descended down to the dungeon (basement) to pick them up and do a little something because now I know that something is better than nothing.
I did just 1 set of up to 12 reps with only 10 lbs, the bare minimum. I couldn't even do 12 reps of bicep curls with my left elbow being what it is, but I managed 6 and kept going with my right arm.
Something is better than nothing.
I am really trying to learn that, even though I am not very quick on the uptake.