Saturday, August 24, 2013

Do I have to?

I fell off the regular exercise wagon this summer…HARD.  There are certainly reasons for my downfall: I tweaked my back and neuropathy issues, but there aren’t really any good excuses.  Yes, my sore back plagued me for several weeks and it made it difficult to walk for very long before it started to hurt.  However, it didn’t hurt so badly that I couldn’t walk at all!  My feet hurt on occasion but they didn’t hurt enough to keep me from walking, and yet I let these reasons keep me from doing what I knew I had to do.

I’ve gained weight this summer.  Not a bunch, but just enough that I feel uncomfortable in my clothes; just enough to make me feel bad about myself.  I’m not a thin person, and haven’t been since I was in my early 20s.  I don’t need to be a thin person, nor is that my goal.  But when you don’t feel good in your clothes and it causes you to think too much about it, then it’s a problem.

I’ve been focusing on what I’m eating and how much of it to see if I can’t do something about this additional weight.  I would love it if I could just lose about 10 lbs!  (Jeez, how many millions of times have I said that in my lifetime?)  Unfortunately, the weight is stubbornly staying where it is.  I do feel better now that I’m back to eating more mindfully, but I still have this damn gut!

Now that I’ve written this down it makes me feel like a dolt that I didn’t make the connection sooner: if I would just get back to regular exercise, then I will probably drop a few pounds.  Duh.  So, 3 days ago I climbed back on my treadmill and walked for 30 minutes.  Then I did it again yesterday…and again this morning.  3 days in a row!  That may sound like it’s not a big deal, but when I look back over my summer I can see that this is a good thing.  I’m back to working up to regular exercise and it feels great.

I spent some time this summer working in my yard, as my back would allow.  While any movement is good for us, I fooled myself into believing that just because I wasn’t planted in front of my computer or in my recliner reading all day, I was getting regular exercise.  I wasn’t.

Getting regular exercise means going above and beyond our regular day.  It means walking to and from work instead of driving.  It means taking a walk after dinner.  It means climbing on a treadmill, or other machine, EVERY DAY and getting a workout.  It means turning on an exercise video and doing the best you can to follow along.  

I know that I may not lose these extra pounds just by exercising, but I’m betting I will.  Regardless of whether or not I do lose the weight, I know that the added exercise will give me more energy, help my blood sugars and clear my brain. I’ll feel better about myself. Do I have to?  Yes, I do.


  1. One of the things I give some thought (ok, worry) to these days is how to keep from slipping. There has to be a mechanism that would help, but I don't yet know what that mechanism would be.

    1. Oh Bob, I slip so often that you'd think I live on an ice flow! I think we have to allow ourselves those days when we just don't feel like it but have to remember why we're doing it. Finding fun in the process helps too.

  2. Good for you... forward is the way to go. Don't look back.


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