I just wanted to write a quick little post about how exercise and I are changing our relationship.
I used to run so I could eat more points. Punish myself for a binge. ‘Get Thin’. I NEVER really enjoyed exercise because I felt like punishment and/or a HAVE TO if you want to lose weight.
I have rarely enjoyed exercise for exercise sake. I would steer away from the exercise class because I couldn’t do it perfectly. I never wanted to run more than 3 miles, because I didn’t think that I could do it.
Then I started this crazy 1/2 marathon. Arguably in the beginning to lose weight. But as I am learning, tracking more and more miles that weight actually becomes less important. I want to run faster, beat my times, go longer, get my stride better. My focus has shifted from weight to performance.
This morning I got my arse out on the pavement and ran. 2.5 mile run and I was averaging less than 9 min/miles then I got intense stomach pains. I didn’t get defeated. I listened to my body and took a 4 min walking break. Then ran home. Frustrated.
But, I LOVED the way I felt when I was running. I looked at myself in the mirror and it didn’t look like this post-binge woman plodding along. It looked like a run.
Yesterday I tried Zumba. Oh My Heavens! IN LOVE.
Seriously you get to jirate in class and sex-up the dance floor and sweat? I was COVERED. I thought to myself, that was awesome and I had a great time. There were moments when I was totally frustrated, but I just let go of the perfection and it was a blast.
It’s weird, because I am starting to have fun and see the payoff of the training that I have been doing. I guess part of the journey in life is not only about food, but it’s finding pleasure in moving your body in the ways that it can.
What exercise do you enjoy now that you haven’t before?