Ready for a bit of honesty? Other than the 10+ miles I walked in NYC, I’ve barely been exercising.
One of the first things to go when I get stressed, busy or overwhelmed is my exercise time. And the worst part about it? That 30 minutes of sweating helps me deal with the very stress that makes me want to skip my gym sessions. It’s a vicious cycle!
Mentally, I know the benefits of exercise. I know I feel better, look better, think better when I am consistently exercising. But somehow, I’m not able to connect the dots always about the importance of activity in my life.
Until this week.
If you read Kath Eats Real Food, you’ll know that her and her husband have opened a bakery this week. It is something they’ve worked toward for years and is a very exciting time in their lives. They both have been working crazy hard for crazy long hours (on top of other jobs and responsibilities). In the midst of this, Kath is still blogging about her runs or yoga or Body Pump classes. When she first blogged about going for a run during opening week, I thought “Gosh! How does she have time to fit in exercise?” and then the lightbulb clicked on—she has no choice.
Exercise isn’t a choice. It’s a bare necessity. Not just to Kath, but to all of us.
I don’t completely throw out brushing my teeth, eating, sleeping or breathing when I am busy, do I? No. So why would I toss aside something so vital to my existence as exercising so easily? Sure, things might need to be adjusted. I sleep a few less hours or I eat a sandwich in the car, but I never abandon those building blocks completely. And I shouldn’t do it with exercise either. Just because I can’t squeeze in a 10 mile run, doesn’t mean I should skip walking around the block a few times.
For the longest time, I just thought I was lazy. Too lazy to go to the gym. Or too lazy to put on my running shoes. But I don’t think that’s it. Because I’m not too lazy to cook us dinner. I’m not too lazy to take a shower (most days). I’m not too lazy to work hard. The truth is not that I’m lazy. The truth is that as important and empowering as exercise is to me at times, in my mind, it was never vital. A fun thing to do, but easily tossed aside if something better came along.
Now that I recognize my views toward exercise, I can start changing them. I’m not sure what my plan of attack will be. After all, how do you change your outlook? But I at least know where I am and where I want to go to. I know I need to view exercise as a vital part of my life.
For now, all I can do is go sweat. See you at the gym.