BECOMING AN ADULT

 

I am attempting this post from the blogger app, which based on button styles, hasn't been updated in at least two years. FUN. 

Last time I talked about the wake up call I had with my weight. Which is really ongoing, I guess. I got sick last week and used it as an excuse to stop going to the gym. Then on Sunday morning I watched this (http://youtu.be/HooRolKCM3s) BuzzFeed video showing four employees doing P90X for a week, which was inspiring. 

I will never be the sort of person who has any need or desire to do anything as intense as P90X. What really hit home for me was the idea that consistency will drive results. And I think I need to be honest with myself - to be successful with consistency, I need to be open to flexibility. 

Anyway immediately afterwards I popped in the 30 Day Shred. I missed the gym again this morning so I did the 30 Day Shred again. Tomorrow I will go to pilates class. Just a little something every day, even if that little something is stretching.

I guess that is what I struggle with. As a kid, I always associated exercise with dieting. It has never been something I've thought of healthy people having to "work at". I guess because when I was young and thin I never saw myself dedicating time to diet and exercise, whereas I saw my mom setting aside time each night with her Richard Simmons VHS - but only when she was in diet mode. Of course as I get older I know intellectually the exercise = diet equation is ridiculous. and sure, there are those people blessed with perfect genes who never lift a dumb bell, but I am not one of those people. I am beginning to suspect most people aren't, especially as we get older. 

But I do still have this weird mental block, that I only need to exercise if I have a weight loss goal in mind. So if I have an "off" week, I start thinking I may as well not exercise because what is the point? I have told myself a million times that good health is the point, and yet still my brain whispers, "That means weight loss."

Anyway. Was just thinking about this today, and how it feels like maybe part of being a Real Adult means realizing exercise needs to be a habit, not a means to an end.