It's not a marathon. It's not even a 5K. It's just a walk around the neighborhood that takes maybe a half an hour...at the most. I always feel better when I'm done. It always make the rest of the day just a bit easier. I know that it is so good for me.
So why does it feel like I am off for a trip to the dentist to have my teeth yanked out?
My Mother-in-law has walked every morning for the last 20 or so years...not too many exceptions. She gets up every morning and that is what she does. She is even on a world cruise as I write this (she really is) and I could safely say that she is probably waking up every morning on that magnificent ship, slipping on her walking shoes and hitting the deck. Yes, I know she might have a magnificent view from that ship and I could use that as an easy excuse but I am only 10 minutes from the beach and my view could be close to the same as hers. There are only 3 minor/major differences...she gets up and goes...I get up and have to get 3 kiddos (the minors) clean, clothed, fed and off to school (one major job). When I am done I just want to sit, drink my now warmed-up coffee and watch The View. Just little differences but they make for major excuses in my head.
I wish I had her work ethic. There is no option. There is no other choice. It's what she does, PERIOD. I think, no I know my big problem is that I think about it way too much. I start contemplating all the things I could be doing/should be doing instead (sewing, checking blogs, sewing, checking facebook, a little cleaning, etc.) or that my ear buds are broken, that I didn't get that music I wanted on my mp3, that I am just plain tired. The list can go on and on if I want it to.
I need to instill Nike's slogan from the 90's...JUST DO IT. Whether it's exercise, work, cooking dinner, or reading that bedtime story for my kiddo for the 1000th time...just do it...it's only a few extra minutes of your day, you get a few minutes of "Me" time, and you/everyone feels so much better when it's done.
So tomorrow I will get up, put on my yoga pants, stick in my 1 working ear bud and walk around the block. All the other stuff can wait...it really can wait.
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2 comments:
Yep. I think my running ethic would be a little different with that view.
Instead I'm stuck with the added choices of the treadmill, snow, or aerobics.
But fleece pants feel sooooo good!
I always feel better for the exercise & fresh air too; however... My excuses now are that I'm up & down stairs, unpacking boxes, moving furniture, etc, etc, etc! I think the fresh air is the BIG difference!
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