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When it comes to exercise, so many of us are like little children who are told to do their homework. Someone else is telling us we have to do it. It is not truly our choice; we just know we are supposed to do it but in the end, we wonder if it really will make that much difference to our lives. What I am saying, is that unless there is sufficient personal motivation and incentive, we will always resist and procrastinate. We will daydream rather than get down to business, cut corners rather than put in our best. To develop a habit, we have to deeply want to exercise or most of us will still fall by the wayside given the slightest excuse.
As for finding the right exercise, - one that we enjoy, from where I stand, there seems to be those who like exercise and those who don't. If you find exercise is something you enjoy, then obviously it wouldn’t be so difficult to do it; you would simply be having a good time. However, if it makes you feel yuk, hot sweaty, tired, puffed, bored, useless, week, exhausted, sore... why would you want to do it when you can sit on a comfortable couch, relax and watch your favourite TV show?
I can see that a personal trainer would definitely help, but like the maths tutor who explains and sets out problems for you to solve, unless you practice what you are taught, it all comes to naught. The holidays, a cold, a birthday… so easy to put off a training session; plus is the expense is a definite disincentive.
Then there is the pure selfishness of exercising – the indulgence and the narcissism… the money the time, the self-satisfaction, the gloating! How many times have I seen women heading for the gym in their fancy gear, or running the streets and thought to myself, “I wonder if they put in as much effort spending quality time with their kids or partners?”
Everyone needs time out just for themselves. Everyone needs some physical activity. What’s wrong with just living however – doing those things that need to be done.
I recently worked in a large office on a contract. I couldn’t believe that the thirty or so people I worked with, all had morning and afternoon coffee at their desks. It was rare for them even to leave their desks for a lunch break. Something felt drastically wrong. For me, a lunchtime walk in the fresh air was heavenly. Even the few steps to the tearoom for a break helped stop me going crazy. But here were people who sat all day, who took their cars everywhere – to do the banking down the road, to buy some biscuits for the tearoom.
Many of these people had cleaners to help at home, nannys for their kids. No wonder there were so many ‘blobs’.
Do I worry about my lack of physical regimented exercise? Yes, sometimes I do. But then I wonder if this worry is justified or is it a media driven guilt? I garden, I vacuum clean, I scrub my windows, mop my floors, run up and down my stairs. I walk just to enjoy the day when the weather is right. I know I couldn’t manage a triathlon – I’m not that fit…but do I need to be to live and be healty? I don’t think so. My life has balance right now and I feel well and happy. I’d like to lose some weight but who wouldn’t! I’m not going to obsess about getting more exercise. As they say, sometimes the cure is worse than the disease!
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