where, oh where has my willpower gone?
In August I joined a gym. I joined with multiple 10’s of pounds to lose and renewed conviction to get it done. I love my gym. I even – and this will amaze people who know me - had gym friends. I’ve never been a group-goer of any kind, but loved going to classes with these ladies. I discovered the joy of weights. All work out energy in my pre-children life was dedicated to cardio, oh to have my own elliptical! I would go to the gym with a good book and stay on the elliptical for over an hour. But getting on an elliptical after three years and two children was a shock. Fatigue set in after five minutes (after 1 ½ if I’m entirely honest)…but I persevered for 13 ½. And died. Not much of a workout, I know, but all that I could do at that point. So I switched gears and discovered the euphoria that comes with building muscle. I honestly imagined that all the hefting of extremely heavy children (21 lbs at 3 months X 2) had made me a strong woman. Oh was I wrong. I quickly discovered my true weakling status. My legs probably have normal strength, but my arms fall far below. And I’m not sure any muscle is left in what was once my stomach.
I kept up the routine through September & October (working up to 45 minutes on my bike!), but November undid me. Who says a habit is made in 90 days? My family came for Thanksgiving…and suddenly it’s two months later and I feel weak & flabby.
January 1st was a Monday and New Year’s Day, but it would be far too cliché to start up again on New Years Day, or a Monday for that matter. So I waited. A perfect 5:15 BodyPump class was starting today, but Jim tells me last minute he has an early meeting in Phoenix. Oh, darn. So I wait. And I discover that there are hundreds of reasons not to work out. My back hurts, I’m stuffed up, my boys are full of attitude, my house is a disaster, I’m tired, I can’t wake up early, I can’t go too late. Yes, there are hundreds of reasons not to work out.
My single reason to work out shrinks in comparison – I hate feeling fat.
Too bad that one reason is sometimes all-consuming. I fixate & fixate and need to decide to either be happy chubby or totally commit to lose my excuses & my chub. Sounds easy, but it isn’t. What I don’t want is to spend my entire life in this battle of dissatisfaction. Accept it or change it.
My lost willpower must be resurrected, because I definitely prefer the latter option. So…I’m going to leave my computer right now & ride my stationary bike. I’ll let you know how long I last.
26 minutes...a start. I actually could have gone longer, but my boys were beating each other in my absence. Ah, the excuses continue...
Reader Comments (20)
I really want to lose weight. I felt heavy before I got pregnant so my post baby body is not the one I have been dreaming about for sure. My weight has a drastic affect on me. It can shape my days and I hate that. I have been drinking water which is not one of my favorite things. We eat healthy lunches and dinners most of the time. I just need to get active.
Thanks for the inspiration! Good luck with your bike.
Megs - you (and Mandi!) are my workout heroes. Thank you for the advice. I still don't exactly have a butt to work off, but other body parts gone would make me quite happy.
& Aunt Judy - thank you (once again) for giving me something to think about. There is definite power to that exercise. Just thinking about what I'd tell the 25-year-old Amy gives me direction. I'll have to spend some time on that concept. Rebecca's comment cracked me up...you really do need to start your own blog that we can come to for wisdom!
Also, don't go more than 3 hours without eating. It messes up your metabolism and then you are too tired to workout. Being hungry is a good thing. It means you're working through your food instead of saving it.
Last spring, I got my husband's adjustable dumbbells and my ball and at night while I watched TV started lifting. I couldn't even lift a bar or do a pushup when I started but I lost 8% body fat and toned up.
Now I go to the gym out of habit, but before if I had to leave my house I would have come up with excuses. And I hate treadmills, but running outside I could go at my own pace.
It's true about not thinking about it. You can always talk yourself out of it. With my insomnia if I think about it, I stay home and regret it. I get up and put on my gym clothes so I have to go. I don't want to admit defeat and take them off without working out.
I hate working out in January because it's busy. I lost 20 pounds in the last 18 months (probably 30 when you count the muscle I put on) and went from lazy me, hate my body, to I have to workout. Keep it up!
Now to Rebecca, you may come to me about anything...since I have one foot inching towards the grave and a tally sheet that spans a decade past the half century mark, perhaps I might have something of value tucked away in my arsenal of life's experiences...who knows? Often free advice is worth what we pay for it...
Here's a thought for the day which I just put in a writing I'm doing on "HOPE," and which was born in my heart and mind when I taught American Literature and discussed those courageous individuals (Puritans and Pilgrims) who came to America with only a dream, but were met with devastating hardships. We all have our dreams and our own hardships, so perhaps this can be a comfort to someone.
"Hold to the possibility of the dream without despairing at the reality." Dwell in possibilities.
Kelly - I used to think that about daycares at the gym too, but then I started going to a smaller gym and I'm really impressed with them and my girls have not gotten sick from it once and it's been about 9 months of consistently going. They can live through anything as long as you anti-bacterial their hands before leaving (and believe me, I'm freaky about my children - just ask my sisters who sometimes think I'm crazy). So throw that excuse out the window! I've also found it to be a good sanity-saver for me since I get anywhere from an hour to two hours a day away from my children and they get to play in a new place with new kids. It works out well on both sides. My kids ask to go to the gym everyday.
Hmm, Mandi. I might have to reconsider. I took my kids to the gym once and one was in tears when I picked them up, one was fine, and they couldn't find the other one. I never tried again.
We all are our own unique "smart," that which is a combination of book learning, life's experiences, God-given gifts, and an "infinite capacity for hard work." That's actually what Thomas Carlyle said the definition of genius is...good old hard work. He also said that "A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge." So, my darling, you have the loving heart, and I know you know how to work...walk gently into your exquisite future.
I'm simply hooting my head off at the contemplating of petition signing, but I'd gladly do it, if I knew how... you girls are toooooooo cute for words.....
Thanks, Aunt Judy. Love the quotes.
Obviously, you're not alone on this one!have a great day -ciao