I felt super self-conscious at first.
Even though I had the luxury of closing an office door rather than planking in public, I was paranoid that a co-worker would walk past, see my feet sticking out from behind my desk, and rush in to see what the heck was going on. I imagine it'd be a little awkward to explain, "Oh don't mind me, just planking!" Especially since I'm new here. Luckily nobody seemed to notice—or they just accepted that I was somewhat eccentric.
I learned the value of a minute.
As a regular yoga-doer (bring on the chaturangas!) I thought a minute and a half holding plank was going to be easy-peasy. Boy, was I over-confident. When I did them right, my core quaked, and I'd look desperately at the timer on my iPhone as it counted down to zero—a.k.a. plank freedom. I considered cutting my breaks to one even minute, but I'm not one to back away from a challenge, so I stuck with my original goal 'til the bitter end.
I finally focused on form—and learned how to mix things up.
I'm still far from perfect plank position, but trying to take photos for this experiment pointed out the flaws in my form: an arched back, dropped hips, a craned neck, rounded shoulders, all the usual suspects. With each workday, I strived to improve. Of course, the basic plank or forearm planks got boring day after day, so I spiced things up with side or raised leg planks. Jillian Michaels would be so proud.
I hit snooze…a lot.
It's in my nature—I'm a three-snoozes-a-morning kind of girl—and I found myself doing the same thing when notifications popped up on my computer screen during work. Sometimes I'd delay the plank break to finish a task, but oftentimes I was just dragging my feet because that's what I do. But whenever I finally got out of my seat and down on two hands, I always felt better afterward.
I found a plank buddy.
Remember that whole dragging my feet thing? It was so much easier to stay motivated when a coworker dropped by to join me. I got into the habit of inviting a friend for one of my sessions each day, and it was fun using that time to dissect character development in Stranger Things or catch up on what we each did over the weekend. Plus, it was nice to know that I wasn't struggling through this alone.
I craved cardio.
I'm a running, hiking, biking sort, which is why you'll rarely see me in the gym working out. Holding a stationary pose often bored me, and I found myself wishing I'd signed up for jumping jack breaks instead. Sometimes I'd do mountain climbers from plank pose when I was feeling antsy.
I felt re-energized and stronger.
As I ended each plank break with a good stretch in downward-facing dog, I could literally feel all that tension from sitting in my desk chair release. I was surprised by the jolt of energy I felt from such a short spurt of physical exertion, and it inspired me to move around more in other small ways, like taking trips to a bathroom on another floor or doubling my coffee breaks (oops). Not only that, but my abs strengthened. I didn't quite realize it until the final week, when my plank hold felt considerably easier than during week one. Though I didn't see a difference, I could feel it.
I might not continue daily plank breaks, but this exercise in willpower has inspired me to do something, anything, more often throughout the workday. Yesterday I did 10 jumping jacks when I was feeling restless, and sometimes I'll shut my office door now to cycle through a sun salutation or two. When I'm done feeling so over-planked, I might even just drop down and give another minute-thirty.
This article was originally published by Prevention magazine.