I just got back from a run.
Yep, you read that right and nope, it wasn’t a typo.
Though I kind of wish it were a sick joke because…I really hate working out.
Some of my closest friends are absolutely totally committed to getting their @$$es up early, before their families rise, and hitting the gym.
That will NEVER, EVER be me.
For the record.
And I’ve always admired this but never really felt compelled in join in the fun.
Because working out isn’t “fun” so stop telling me that it is, People.
Lynn has, since I can remember (10years?) always been one of those for whom exercise is just part of her life. I don’t think she knows any other way. And Scott is the same way. When we visit them, he heads off to the gym while she heads out for a round of tennis.
I sit back, drink my smoothie juice, and pray that it has the power to sculpt my body without my ever having to lift a finger.
But sculpting my body isn’t really why I’m trying to move more. (Look, I don’t even have running shoes! Really! So I stress the word “trying”.) A friend of mine was recently encouraging me to work out, saying it was good for my heart.
How do I argue with that?
I know it is, I KNOW IT IS, but…I REALLY hate to work out and I’m not a gym rat. I’ve tried it before, I don’t like it. I don’t want a trainer, I don’t want to participate in group classes (am SO not a joiner) and my dear Lord, I HATE to sweat.
But! (This is a big but!) But, I know I should do something.
My life is stereotypical of a stay-at-home mommy in that I’m busy being…busy! (And I swear to God, if I EVER hear someone once more utter that we sit around eating bon-bons and watching the soap channel, I can not, will not be responsible for my reaction because I am on my feet ALL DAY LONG.)
I am constantly moving, and give literal meaning to the term “chasing little ones.” Because I truly CHASE. (Darn fast-footed little monster of mine!) So, while I am “active”, I’m not truly doing much to keep my body healthy inside.
I eat healthy foods, taking time to learn to love my veggies, consuming my fair share of super-great-for-you blue-green algae :) but I won’t sweat.
So, I’m trying to sweat and I think maybe I’ve worked out a compromise.
It’s highly unlikely that I will take this time for myself alone. I’m now used to taking time away from my kids to spend with Charlie because it’s mutually beneficial, fun, and I know he wants me to. I can take time from certain kids to give to certain other kids because I think it’s important for them.
But I’m not accustomed to taking time away from them to give to…me.
Sure, I zip out for a hair appt, or a quick lunch with friends, or a mani/pedi but…nothing regular. Nothing every day.
(And I’m NOT giving up my sleep. Not one moment of shut-eye will be lost! I refuse.
REFUSE!)
What I think will work is…playing!! With my kids!
I’ve been going on long nightly walks with Creux most evenings while Charlie cooks dinner. I’ve just returned from an afternoon stroll (HA! STROLL!) where I ended up racing Greer who was pedaling like a maniac on her bike, trying to beat me. It was fun–it still sucked but I was running and cackling and having a great time.
And yes, I was sweating.
Ewww.
Greer is finally old enough to begin tennis lesson and I was thinking that I might take them too, so that we can play each other as she learns and grows.
There’s a place out in New Albany that offers homeschooling classes throughout the year so I might plunk her (and whichever of her brothers is interested) in that and maybe do a series of lessons on the side for me. We can practice together! And it’s something I can PLAY which is different from me trying to convince myself to run a marathon. (Because that is way, way, WAY too much sweat right there! ;) And the outfits suck, sorry runners! The tennis community has whole freaking COUTURE to be worn, with pink rackets and balls! Sign me up!)
Who knows, maybe I can convince a few friends to join me! I’m thinking Carla, Shelly, Jenny and I would make terrific doubles partners! Or Stacie? Jen Nalli?(Yep, am so going to try and drag you ladies down with me. This is recorded attempt number one. Others will follow. You will soon see that I am hard to resist :))
I suppose I’m making a commitment to be more active, to support my healthy lifestyle and yes, so my heart is strong.
So thanks for the advice and the nudges, my friends.
You worker-outters have inspired me!
(And the rest of you are hopefully eating your veggies! A good heart needs good food, you know…)