I decided I needed some motivation.
See, I’ve been talking about getting healthier for a long time now and, to my credit, I managed to drop a couple of bad habits and install a couple of good ones, but it clearly wasn’t enough. I stepped on the scale at the health club a few weeks ago and was horrified by what I saw, and I’d been feeling pretty down about my body for a while before that. I suppose there comes a time when an individual decides they will go here and no further, and that morning was when I found my line in the sand.
I have a former blog / current facebook friend who had to do some serious restructuring in her life after a medical diagnosis, and she’s inspired me far more than I think she realizes. She’s managing to control her condition with her lifestyle, and I’ve been watching as she chronicles her success. I want to be able to say the kinds of things about myself that she’s been saying, so I took some steps toward creating opportunities (and limiting excuses) to help me do the things that I need to do to feel better about my body.
For starters, I’m exercising every single day. I teach a fitness class six days a week, and there’s only one day where I only do one thing. On Monday mornings, I take an aerobics class (check the program out here) and then stay for the yoga class right afterward (which is good; yoga as a participant is very different from yoga from the teacher’s mat), then I teach a yoga class in the afternoon. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I teach a strength class in the mornings and then walk the track for at least 50 minutes. Wednesday has me walking prior to my 4:45 yoga class at Local U., and on Fridays (my only one-class day), I take the high-intensity step class in which I was a regular before I had to stop because I got a day job. Saturdays have me doing yoga at L.U. (where I try to walk for a bit either before or after – usually before), and on Sundays, I walk for an hour before my health club yoga class (which is kind of cool, because the health club has good wifi by the downstairs treadmills, so I can watch something on Netflix while I’m walking. Today was episode 2 of Breaking Bad; the one where the bathtub falls through the floor. Ick!).
I use myfitnesspal to log my activity and food choices, but I also bought myself a fitbit, mostly because my aforementioned friend has one and, because it’s easy to overestimate, I like the idea of keeping track of what I really do all day. I like the motivation that tracking my activity gives me; if I see that I’ve only climbed 7 out of my goal of 10 flights, I’ll find excuses to go up and down more stairs, or if I’ve only got a thousand more steps to make my goal of 10,000 a day, I’ll find a way to get them in. I’ve only had the thing since Tuesday, but I’m already glad I bought it; it’s really helping me stay focused.
I’m down three pounds since last week, and I’m finding I dread going to exercise a little less than I did a few weeks ago. I still don’t LIKE to sweat, and I still sometimes have to guilt myself into going, but I’m sure that as I develop the habits – and see the results – the self-confidence and acceptance will likely be enough to keep me going.