I’m not athletic. I’ve never been athletic. I played soccer from when I was a child until I was 16 – basically when I lost all sense of athleticism and felt way too uncool playing soccer. I got C’s in my gym class – yupp. I would walk the track and barely make the mile. It’s just never been my thing.
And I didn’t work out in college. I was stick thin (though if you had asked me then, I was really fat). Once in a while I’d go run on a treadmill. My senior year some of my friends were really into fitness and I was actually gaining weight at that point so I’d join them sometimes, but rarely.
It wasn’t until I graduated that I had all this free time on my hands living at home and working only a little more than part time that I started to go to the gym and eat healthier. It was easy because my mom and I did it together, she bought all of our food, and I had enough money and time for a good gym membership. I was stronger and the healthiest I had been in years.
As soon as I moved out and got a full time job, that changed and I’ve never been able to get back to it. Fitness is tough for me, I’m tired a lot and it just doesn’t satisfy me. I’ve tried all the classes, I hate cardio, only lifting is tolerable to me. And I also eat when I’m stressed. Food has always been my #1 source of happiness when I’m down.
But even though I’m not “fat” – I’m not healthy. I’ve been neglecting my health. I work somewhere where all we do is push how active you need to be and I go home and sit on the couch every day after my 8 hours is up. It’s something I’m working on. I often give myself a break because if I’m tired my body might need to rest. In reality, my body can’t get in motion when I’m not putting it in motion.
So here’s my blog post about trying to be healthy, maybe it will hold me accountable. Maybe I’ll hit the gym more than 4 times a month and maybe I’ll stop ordering out for dinner 3 times a week. I do care about my health, I just need to get to the point where that care turns into something more.