It has been close to a month and I haven’t been on my bicycle nor have I engaged in any form of exercise. The gyms have been closed again where I live. Weirdly, this time around, I am not enthusiastic about maintaining a schedule to combat lockdown blues. Perhaps this is because there is a glimpse of light with the promise of a vaccine; the feeling that everything will soon come to an end lingers.
Despite not being able to exercise, I have a standard eating routine which more or less allows me to maintain my weight since my metabolism hasn’t started to slow down. Though the gym for me has always been more associated with lifting my spirits as opposed to being solely tied to weight loss, I am now starting to realise how toned it has gotten me. Cycling has also built my calves and overall I feel healthier. Even though the scale says the same number, for some reason my body feels incredibly different.