Every time my parents tell me I am overdoing the exercise, that I should give my body a rest, that working out (almost) daily is bad, I tell them that I take that rest for two months of the summer.
My husband advises me that it is wrong to take such a long brake, that I should find a yoga/pilates/gym in Switzerland. It just doesn't fit in my outdoor routine!
I therefore have to pay the price. I come back, out of shape. Not completely out of shape, because I am quite active with walking (no car) cycling and swimming laps. But at the end of two months, my metabolism rings its alarm: "if you don't go back to stretching and weight training, then you will loose the battle with fitness." Perhaps I have not gained weight with my outdoor activities, but I certainly have lost muscle!
How can a mat level 2 class pilates become a torture session? Show up to your first class in 80 days and you will find out. "Pilates is easy" claims my youngest, in this case, ignorant brother. But exercises that seemed basic to me once, feel strenuous now and I now realize that no swimming, no cycling will solicit the core the way pilates does! My sore abdominals are reminding me of that today.
While I am very clear that I am not a "cardio" adept, where can I classify 80 lengths of an Olympic size pool, or 3hours of biking? I cannot categorize them on the same level as bikram yoga. My heart rate went up so high in my first session that it was still beating when I laid down for my final savasana. I challenge the fittest to contradict me about the intensity of this activity.
I will work myself back to shape. My winter activities in Dubai are, no doubt, much more challenging than my summer ones in Geneva!