Finding my way...
Friday, September 07, 2012
I am not an athlete. Never was. And in all honesty, probably never will be. I have NOT yet hit that place where I LOVE exercise. I dream of that day. I wonder if and when it will come. And I do, in fact, envy those people for whom exercise is like air. For them exercise is a necessity, it's a non-negotiable. If they miss their exercise session, they truly feel like something is missing. For them, a day without exercise feels wrong.
So what, I must ask, is the difference between them & me? Is it age? That can't be it. I could try it on for size. I could admit that when I was growing up, gym class was just that, a class. And further, most people hadn't embraced eating well & fitness as a "lifestyle". If we did know someone who ran, we called them a health nut. And it wasn't always meant with affection. However, as I look around in my exercise classes and in my support group & even at work, I see people who are 5, 10 even 15 years older than me & they make fitness part of their lives. My college roommate's parents are both very fit people. Her Dad started out as a fat smoker & ended up a very lean trim runner. And he's probably in his early 70s now. :)
Is it sex? Oh we KNOW that can't be it. All I have to do is turn on the TV to find some svelte, overly sexualized woman wanting to teach me her secrets to being thin. There's pretty much a yoga studio on every corner & a $10 gym on every other corner. And all of those places are filled with women's faces & bodies all in their quest for perfection.
OK...well I'm not a morning person. I don't jump out of bed the first time the alarm goes off to walk my morning walk & get in some strength training on alternating days. That just isn't me. But ya know what, one of my co-workers *IS* everything you would associate with being a morning person. And do you know when she works out? After work! LOL!
So how do I find my place? How do I find that balance? Is it simply an addiction to the endorphins that people get? If I keep exercising & continue to challenge myself & always push farther & faster & more...will I come to that place where I love exercise? Will a day without exercise ever feel odd to me? Will I have that "something is missing" feeling? I can't answer that. I'd like to say yes. Part of me definitely hopes that this theory works out as simply as an algebraic equation & yes, it is indeed true. If one exercises regularly, and then one misses his/her workout, one misses his/her workout. Sounds simple. Let's see if it holds true. As the answer unfolds...I shall truly let you know...