Tuesday, March 09, 2010
Iíve been thinking about why I love to snuggle up and read a good book for relaxation, and why I donít really think about exercise in the same way. Thereís something about sitting quietly and letting go of the dayís concerns, immersed in a book.
How can I get to the place where I look forward to taking a walk or working out in the gym or riding a bike? Frankly, I exercise because I have to, not because itís a joy.
Probably, reading is a place to hide. A place to regroup. A place where Iím not on display (like I am at work.) So I guess I need to get over being such a private person! That probably wonít happen overnight, but I can make small steps.
Hereís to the small steps!