Oh boy I am struggling with fitness right now. Daily fitness is essential for health and no one else can do it for me. i know i know i know. Fitness improves everything from gut health to dementia risk, to your looks. So what’s my problem? Why am I in this giant fight with myself? Why am I “not able” to do what I value?
You know how great you feel when you’re strong? I love it when everyday tasks are easy. I love playing recreational sports with my friends. (the kind where we often share a beer afterwards.) Mostly I like the peace of mind that happens with fitness. Yet
today for the past few months, help! there’s an invisible force field between me and exercise.
My friend’s body decided to attack him one day. He went to bed living his ordinary life – golfing in summer, eating dinner in the evening, enjoying friends and family, maybe disagreeing with family now and then. He is a nice man who took care of his health. Suddenly his body said, “Nuh uh. I’m taking it all away” His intestines screwed up. Their were complications on complications, and three years later he’s fighting to live his mundane, wonderful life. (Let me tell you, your asshole is gold.) My friend would give anything to have his health again. He would give anything to have my “problem”. Health is a gift. Fitness is a privilege, and I’m making it a chore.
Okay Dot. Stop already. Time to work out. You can do it. You’ll love yourself thirty minutes from now. Do it kiddo.
–Hey there, If you’ve got a tip for making fitness a habit please share …
I gotta work out. I keep saying it all the time. I keep saying I gotta start working out. It’s been about two months since I’ve worked out. And I just don’t have the time. Which uh..is odd. Because I have the time to go out to dinner. And uh..and watch tv. And get a bone density test. And uh… try to figure out what my phone number spells in words. Ellen DeGeneres