I like to work out. I enjoy walking/jogging with my ipod, zumba, yoga, and I LOVE swimming. That being said, I am discovering that I use language akin to religion when speaking about my exercise time. I use terms like virtuous, and being bad or good, when I talk about how much or how often I exercise. I am not sure this is the right attitude to have.
The husband went to the Y tonight for his pilates class. Normally I would go and swim during this time, but I was tired this afternoon after taking my mother out shopping all afternoon, so I stayed home. This made me anxious. What the heck is that all about. Have I transfered some of my food guilt to going to the gym? I'm thinking yes.
So here is a new resolution for all us out there who will no longer be mentally unhealthy about our bodies. Be active! It's healthy, and stress relieving, but try to choose activities that you enjoy, and don't allow yourself to equate these activities with your self worth. They are things you do to be happy, not acts of contrition. If you are wiped out, find something quieting like meditation or reading to do instead. Listen to your body, it's telling you the truth about what it wants you to do (be it rest or work) It's our brainwashed minds that tell us we have to sweat it out in some boring room full of machines.
Now, I am going to step away from the computer and go do something fun :)
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