|7/17/23 Neocolor I in Uglybook sketchbook |
(all reference photos by Earthsworld)
When the start of the pandemic put an end to the Jazzercise classes I had been attending for 20 years, I tried to keep up the weight routines I had learned in class, but my efforts were lackadaisical and hardly rigorous. I’m lazy. I’ve always said that if a pill were developed that would eliminate the need for physical exercise, I would be the first in line to get it.
Then when I was diagnosed with osteoporosis earlier this year, my doctor gave me the bad news. The medication and minor dietary changes were easy, but treating osteoporosis would also require an imperative fitness routine. In addition to 60 minutes per day of vigorous walking (thankfully, I had been doing that since before the pandemic), she recommended an exercise routine with the specific goals of strengthening bones and improving balance to prevent falls (fortunately, my balance is already pretty good from all my years of yoga practice).
Overwhelmed by the over-abundance of conflicting information and YouTube videos telling me what to do, I finally hired a personal trainer a few months ago to teach me routines that would address those specific medical requirements. In addition, I stated my personal requirements emphatically: I’m not interested in losing weight or getting buff. I’m lazy, and if the routine is too long, too rigorous or too boring, it would not be sustainable by my lazy a$$. Recommended to me by my yoga instructor, the trainer listened carefully to my demands and designed reasonable workout routines to meet them.
|8/16/23 Bic ballpoint in Uglybook|
Using hand weights, resistance bands and my own body weight, the routines can be done in about 30 minutes, two or three times a week. I have to admit that the routines have been sustainable. About 15 minutes in, however, my laziness kicks in, and I start to grumble: How do I know this is even doing me any good? Unlike muscle tone or weight loss, my bones will never show evidence of my hard work (until perhaps one day I take a fall and don’t break something). Delayed gratification at its worst!
Despite my grumbling, I’ve stayed with my workout routine for almost three months, and I’ve begun to notice that the exercises aren’t as difficult as they used to be. Maybe I’m getting stronger and the benefits will be evident after all? Huh – imagine that: Regular practice results in incremental changes. They may not be apparent day by day, but over time, when I compare how I feel now to how I felt after my first workout (I was so sore that I could barely get out of bed the next day), it’s obvious that I’m making some progress.
|8/20/23 graphite in Field Notes|
I see that same pattern with learning to draw – I always have. But nearly 12 years in, here I am, still learning, still drawing, still making incremental (though not always visible) progress, day by day. A big difference between working out and drawing is that I’m not at all lazy about drawing, because it gives me so much joy.
To see a year’s worth of portrait practice, see my Flickr album.
(I bet you were wondering if I’d ever get to the part where it would relate to sketching. But faithful readers know that on my blog, all roads eventually lead to sketching. Thanks for staying till the end.)
|9/2/23 Bic ballpoint in Field Notes|
|9/3/23 Bic ballpoint in Field Notes|