I like to think of it as self-fulfilling prophecy or pressure. There is a key reason to my public proclamations, via social media, of working out until I tiredly lay in my own pool of pain and sweat. It all comes down to pressure: the pressure to fulfill a public promise, that I can easily ignore or lie about, but I won’t. I like to keep my promises to the best of my ability and the most important person I answer to is myself.
The promise to exercise so I can be fit, look good in a dress, achieve athlete level conditioning, be happy and eat to my heart’s content without feeling too guilty. Maintaining a good fitness level is important to me because I take joy in being limber and active. I want to be able to climb a church tower in the middle of Italy without heaving, bike across the French countryside without feeling tired, and walk around Tokyo for hours without feeling an ache.
I also have tunnel vision focus. When I’m ‘into’ something, I get obsessive and try to learn about the subject inside and out. My obsessions, which would kickstart my researchalcoholicness, have ranged from photography to self improvement to baking and cooking to jewelery making….this also includes health and fitness. This obsession is in the form of Pinning exercise routines and jotting down health tips in Evernote.
I can hear the excuses now…”I don’t have time to exercise because of A, B, C”. But you have time to look at Reddit for an hour or sit on your couch and surf through Netflix? It’s about making it a habit and integrating it as part of your life. Do you get that weird feeling when you don’t wear your favorite watch that day or miss that mid afternoon snack? That’s me when I don’t exercise. I feel out of sorts that my day isn’t complete without my shot of endorphins.
I won’t list the many benefits of exercise because the Internet is full of that stuff but I’ll at least share how I got into fitness and some tips.
It started with a major breakup. Yep, I started to workout more because I wanted to get over my heartache. I channeled all those emotions, stress and energy into exercise. Like those who are/were in relationships, you sometimes gain weight which happened to me.
I exercised sporadically during my teens and early twenties but when my relationship ended, I became a full time gym rat. It started with just going on the machines. I then tentatively ‘stepped’ into my first Step class and came out with a bruised ego and affirmation that I have 2 left feet. That first class didn’t deter me as I knew I just needed to keep trying. Once I got comfortable, I started to try different classes. The class schedule became my schedule because I had more time to do other stuff now….like exercising. I would purposely book off time in my calendar so I could attend those fitness classes, along with all those other slots filled with appointments, work, and hanging out with friends. A couple of years later, I trained for the Sun Run. I never really ran but I wanted challenge myself so I trained with my fellow coworkers. For about 3-4 months, I woke up an extra hour to train whether it be the treadmill at work or running outside. Since then I’ve ran 4 Runs and a Warrior Dash.
That initial start was hard. It was hard to build that motivation to get up, drag your butt off the bed and go. I’ve had my lazy moments and moments where my life got sucked into a black hole because of work. But like every goal you have in life, it’ll take time, determination, focus, and support.
As I get older, my recovery rate and metabolism have gotten slower. The once wonderful ability to have those extra pounds ‘melt right off’ wasn’t happening…it was more like trickling off..as appealing as that sounds. I started to look at ways in changing up my routine to make my body and metabolism work harder. My eating habits have changed a bit but not to the point where I’m deprived. It became a pet project in finding that balance.
How do I continue to eat the way I do and still maintain my health and fitness? How to I solve this conundrum? Easy…
Sheer determination and making this my mantra
“I work hard to eat hard” (Signed sealed, TMed and Copyrighted)
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