I’m probably (at the moment) one of the most unfit people you would meet. Exercise and I have a very complicated relationship. More precisely, a love-hate one. I love exercises when they’re easy and hate them when they don’t work.
When I see other people on Instagram with pictures of themselves at the gym or exercising, I’m immediately inspired.
I look up work-out routines on YouTube, download the Healthify me app to keep track of my calorie intake and download other workout apps.
And then I’m done.
For the day, I mean.
The next day I wake up all enthusiastic and pumped to work out.
Okay that’s a lie.
I’m not exactly excited to work out as soon as I wake up, but the constant reminder by the numerous apps and the recommended work-out videos on YouTube sort of compel me to at least try a few of the exercises out. So I do.
I try the beginner’s 5 minute workout and by the end of it, these are the things I realized:
- How painfully long 5 minutes are
- That I didn’t even do half the exercises (I was concentrating on the the time)
- My abs are extremely reluctant to show up
- My body is sore and I’m never doing this again. (That is, of course, until I see another pal post a gym picture)
But I must admit, there’s this satisfaction that you get when you’ve successfully (nearly) completed a work-out session.
But that satisfaction, unfortunately, isn’t something that urges me to enthusiastically go through that whole routine again.
I, then, tried a different way that I very wrongly assumed as the easier way of becoming fit. Reducing the consumption of processed sugar.
As someone with a gigantic sweet tooth, one of the worst punishments is not being able to eat sweetmeats to my heart’s content.
It took massive self-control to avoid (having multiple) sweets for a day, and it doesn’t help that every single person in my family has a sweet tooth. I don’t think we’ve ever run out of sweets in our place.
I couldn’t live in such a state. Perhaps a slightly dramatic thing to say, but when you see absolutely no change in one day of exercise (other than the increased pride for completing half of a 5 minute work-out) and there’s temptation of delicacies all around you, temptation wins.
That’s just how it is.
So, clearly, that didn’t work out either.
I’ve come to realize that exercises are like a clingy partner. You need them but you also get tired of them, quite literally with the former.
I don’t know where some people get their motivation from to exercise so diligently every day. Maybe it’s more to do with physical appearance than health. Maybe it’s not. Like I said, I don’t know where the motivation stems from, but I admire it.
And who knows? Maybe one day, I might write a post about how exercise is a major part of my life and actually mean it.
– Still the only writer at Aninspired