Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Because I'm trying, yet again...

I hate to exercise. I mean, hate hate. I just don't understand why someone would want to do it willingly.

My attitude changed several years ago, when my friend and neighbor, who is an exercise buff, talked me into going for a "walk" with her. What she neglected to tell me is that she walks about 20 miles per hour, up hills, in 95 degree, 100 percent humidity weather, and oh, it's only about three miles.

Since the husbands were deployed, we decided to have some drinks on the porch afterwards. Because that's what we did-drink-when they were deployed.

Soon after, we started "walking" every night. I came to enjoy this time, and my Pavlovian reaction to the walks - beer. When it came time for the guys to come home, I amazed myself. I had the body I had wanted for years. I didn't have to push my thighs down into my shorts. The shorts slid all the way up to my ass without getting stuck. Hallelujah! I had muscles on the side of my stomach. Whoa.

I've exercised here and there over the years since. I remember how great I felt with that body.

Yesterday, I stopped making excuses. I woke up for the first time in my life, motivated to work out. Not sure where that came from, but I embraced it. I put on my dusty workout clothes, sent Addison to school, and walked the short way to the track at the middle school.

I didn't walk miles and it was cloudy and cool, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. I even jogged a little.

I went back today and did the same thing. I even ran more, even though no one was chasing me. This is the only way I can run-I imagine I just stole something and someone's chasing me down. Yes, I am weird.

I plan on continuing the exercise. Once Addison's out of school, we'll get up and hit the track.

And if I start to get lazy, please feel free to give me a swift kick in the ass.


Mom to 3 girls and 1 boy said...

I love how you said when you were running you tried to imagine someone chasing you..I tried that on the treadmill today and it worked! I too hate exercise but it's time for me to get serious about losing all this baby weight so I'm right there with you trying to be motivated to move. Good luck!

~**Dawn**~ said...

I am the same way about exercise. I *hate* it. And yet, I find that if I get myself in the habit, I kind of miss it on the days I don't do it. Plus, I *definitely* like the results! ;-) At least the effort of exercise comes with a reward.

On a different note: were you a fan of the show Friends? Because when you said you have to imagine being chased, all I can picture is Phoebe in the episode where she & Rachel run together & Rachael is embarrassed by the way Phoebe runs, which she later reveals is because she imagines being chased by her childhood neighbor's dog. =P (Why is it I can recall things like that but I cannot remember what I got up to do thirty seconds ago?)

Erin said...

Yes I have seen that one. Not in the entirety, I just remember how Rachel ran. Too funny, and now I'm self-conscious I look stupid when I run. I figure I'm the only one running when everyone else is strolling along, so that makes me feel better.