One more reason to play sports

 

Since I got back from my summer break, I’ve thought about signing up for:

 

-   a hatha yoga course

-   a mat Pilates course

-   a vinyasa yoga course

-   swimming improvement lessons

-   a running club

-   an advanced tango course

-   golf lessons for beginners

-   a beginners’ rowing course on the Naviglio Grande

-   physio-training lessons

 

If I were to live up to all my intentions of becoming a new me, possibly with a backside sculpted from marble, I would have to clone myself and leave Cristina the journalist chained to her chair, slogging and earning, to allow the other to become a star of fitness centres across half of Milan.

Luckily, after spending the first few days of the month speculating on my weekly activity schedule – tango on Monday evening, perhaps, golf during lunch break on Tuesday, running on Wednesday – I somehow managed to regain a shred of sanity. I looked myself straight in the eye and said, “Come on, you don’t even know where on Earth you’re going to be in ten days.”
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For those of you who’ve been sporty since childhood, it probably comes naturally to include time for physical activity in your schedule.

 

When I was ten, every Saturday morning I was reluctantly loaded onto a minibus that carried us awy to the slopes to learn to ski. At twenty, I considered dancing all night in ten-inch heels the only valid form of sport. At thirty, I boasted that I NEVER ran if I saw the tram coming, using as my snobbish excuse the lyrics of a song by Sting, Englishman in New York, which go:

 

A gentleman will walk, but never run

I was around 40 when I had a revelation. The magazine I worked for at the time had to form a team of all-female runners to participate in an awareness demonstration on the issue of sport and safety, following some nasty incidents in which athletes had been harassed during their training sessions in city parks. I pretended to be dead so I wouldn’t have to join in, which unfortunately didn’t work, and I found myself, on a very hot evening in early June, trotting along for 10 endless, exhausting kilometres, where all I could think was, I’m going to pass out now.

 

When I realised at the end of the trail that I wasn’t dead, I was overcome by an indescribable euphoria, amplified by an unexpected detail: the soft sweatshirt that some kind soul had placed on my shoulders. And you might say: what does a sweatshirt have to do with it? They could have put a bathmat on you, and you wouldn’t have noticed.

But no, my dears, stay with me.

 

 

Even today, running is agony for me. I fall into the grips of panic about not being able to complete the training my coach gives me.

 

And all the while, I curse myself for the ridiculous idea of becoming an athlete as an adult. I end up bright purple, and it takes me at least an hour to return to any colour remotely recognised for the human species. But, yet, I know they’re waiting for me after my shower – a lovely maxi cardigan with a belt at the waist, drawstring jersey trousers, and a long-sleeved T-shirt with a high neck. They are my cuddle, the soft hug I give myself for not succumbing to laziness. Slipping into them is like saying: well done Cristina, you loved yourself again, today.

 

 

 

P.S. For the record, this year I’ll be doing hatha yoga on Wednesday evenings, physio-training at dawn on Friday mornings, vinyasa yoga on Saturday mornings, and a little jogging on alternate days. And you?

 

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Originally from Biella and Milanese by choice, she is a fashion, lifestyle and society journalist with a vibrant, upbeat attitude. She worked as a journalist for Milano Finanza Fashion before moving to Vanity Fair, later resigning to focus on personal projects, including writing, tango, running, and spending time with her beloved cats. Today she is a contributor to Vanity Fair, L’Officiel, Marie Claire and the Style Magazine - Corriere della Sera.