So I was just checking out some other weight loss blogs and some on social media and about half of them said something about finding a new love of running.
Sorry but I hate running. Jogging even.
It all hurts too much from my boobs bouncing and hurting (even with a super dooper hold ‘em up, squish ‘em in sports bra. Two sometimes.)
Then my lower back starts to ache (have been under chiropractic care for my back for some years now. All pain free now but why choose to do something that aggravates it?)
Knees and other joints hurt, I have heard of friends who get shin splints and have to stop; foot injuries, ankles. What about the stress and strain on your whole body thumping the ground and jarring every organ with every step? Not to mention the wheezing, gasping for breath, pain in your lungs, bright red face, sweating, legs feel like jelly and nearly collapsing in a heap. To me it feels like total crap. Are we having fun yet?
Not for me, no way!
Now some people love it, it makes them feel alive. They love to push physical boundaries and test and challenge themselves. It makes them feel like they are doing something, achieving something – look at all the people who participate in fun runs and marathons etc. My friend Kirsten is like this, any physical challenge and she is up for it. She and a bunch of her friends started training for a 10km run and then the marathon. I would rather break my own leg. Funnily enough knee trouble sidelined her progress but such is her nature that this didn’t stop her either and she bought a bike! Some people are just like that.
Not me and maybe not you either and you know what? It’s ok.
It’s ok to maybe have tried it in your life at some point and realise – I don’t actually like that and it’s why I don’t do it. It’s not that I am not motivated or lazy, or lacking something, it’s not that I am not as good as those who do it. To hell with all of that. I just don’t like it, plain and simple and I will find something I do like.
For me walking does the trick. I love it. I look forward to it. Love to get out first thing in the morning, do my hour or so and then I am satisfied to stay home for the rest of the day or go to work and just relax. If I don’t do it, I get twitchy and can’t relax. I feel lazy somehow.
I didn’t always love it, I eased myself into it slowly, added parts to it that made it more fun for me, like a café break in between, like the shape up shoes that give an extra lift to your butt and leg muscles. Like walking early morning in the shade instead of the midday hot Queensland sun. Sometimes I listen to music, sometime not. I always say hello to everyone I walk past if I catch their eye. Sometimes I do a few stretches at the half way mark and sometimes I don’t. I may walk 2-3 times a week, more if I have time. If I don’t go, I don’t stress about it.
Walking just all feels right to me. A pace where you can breathe and talk if you want to, go up a little hill and give your cardio vascular system a little to huff and puff about. It all feels calm and nice, dignified and gentle somehow, like you are in tune with yourself and your surroundings and at peace. No stress on your body, no pushing or straining. All flow.
So how about you? Thump, thump, jar, jar, puff, wheeze, push and strain or calm and flow?