Inspired by Elise’s blog from the other day, I thought I’d share my latest “be healthy” goal: exercise!
Of course, I was being glib when I titled this blog. (I was riffing off Elise’s title.) But at the same time, when it comes to physical activity, I’m basically a very lazy person. You know all those people who want to push their bodies to the limit? To test the extremes of human endurance? Yeah. Me neither. I’m not one of those folks. I don’t really know any of those folks. Frankly, I think they’re crazy.
However, having said that, I will admit this: I want to live a long life and apparently a healthy heart and waist smaller than 35 inches will help with that. (That waist thing is apparently a new indicator of healthy–big surprise right?) So at the beginning of this month, I decided I was going to exercise every day. I committed to doing fifteen minutes of stretching every morning and another 25 minutes of exercise later in the day five days a week.
I know August is a strange time to start a fitness program. I mean, don’t most people start in January? Or March, right before swimsuit season? But the way I saw it was this: If I can do this everyday, then by Thanksgiving exercising will be a habit. That would be huge for me! Exercise? A habit? So bizarre, I can’t even tell you. I bet, right now, Robyn DeHart is laughing her butt off.
But that’s my goal. I knew if I shared it with you, I’d be more committed to following through and I really do want to follow through. I want to be that goal-acccomplishing, confident person that is in the habit of exercise. Moreover, I want to be a good role model for my children. I want them to have those habits I never had. I was that kid in school. You know the one that’s picked last in sports because because she threw a softball and accidentally hit someone with it. Yeah. That was me. I have a natural aversion to any sport that involves moving quickly and gracefully, because I’m far more likely to trip awkwardly and knock over the entire team like dominoes. (And yet even I thought Bella from Twilight was too clumsy.) This is why I practice yoga. And not just any yoga either, Iyengar Yoga, which is like yoga for the elderly and lame. I’m not even joking.
The point is, I don’t want my kids to know that about me. Not because I’m embarrassed by it. (Hey, I’m not that dorky girl in school with the crush on the out athlete, so it does matter.) I don’t want them to know because I don’t want to pass my crap on to them. I have this vivid memory of my parents telling me, “It’s okay. Beierles aren’t good at sports.” (Beierle is my maiden name if you didn’t know.) I remember that moment as clearly as I remember all those others. Did it happen before or after the softball incident? Before or after the dominoes? I don’t know. I don’t know if it was my reason or my consolation.
But my kids, they have a shot at doing better than I did. Yes, they’re half Beierle, but they’re also half the Geek. Despite being a Geek, he had perfect vision, played tennis and basketball and was a champion skeet and shooter (or whatever the noun is for that.) Does that mean they’ll be athletes? Who knows. I just don’t want them thinking they can’t be. And, I want to be around to see them do whatever it is they do, whether it’s volleyball or tennis or yoga for the elderly and lame.
How about you? Do you exercise? If so, what do you do? I still have one goodie bag to giveaway from RWA conference, so let’s talk about exercise!
Emily McKay loves to cook, bake and play with her kids. When she’s not on deadline, she also gardens, composts, follows celebrity gossip, and practices yoga. When she is on deadline, she … well, she panics, and does all of those things with more nervous energy. She lives in central Texas with her husband, two kids, zen cat, and two dogs.