When I was growing up if there were a choice between being outdoors or indoors, I always chose the latter.
Usually with a book.
My childhood bestie, Chyllis, would attest to this. In retrospect, I’m sure she felt like she had to drag me out of the house to go play. It’s still the same way for me.
I’ve been trying hard to have a better, healthier life-style. I was talking to Brad today and telling him how much I hate exercising…sorta. The ironic part is that today I did my indoor exercises, and it still didn’t feel like “enough”. I ended up on the treadmill and did a mile. I feel so conflicted about this, because on one hand I can’t stand having to exercise, and on the other hand I know I need to do it… and sometimes add even more.
When I started doing a daily activity, we started out walking a mile up the hill, and then walking back down. Gradually I added some jogging down the hill in there. Then we decided to change things up a bit and stay closer to home. We ended up with a 3.3 mile route around our house. We start out walking up a hill, and then jog all the way to the bottom. We walk up it again, and jog back down again. I really hate the jogging part.
The only reason I doing any jogging at all is because of Brad. I know I hold him back from his normal run, and I feel badly about that. That man is a machine, and would leave me in the dust (huffing and puffing!) if he really got to do a run that is more natural for his gait. He easily runs 5 miles in about 50 – 55 minutes. I also can’t stand the thought that I am so out of shape that he can outrun me with 26 years on me. Ugh.
Brad, with great patience, endures my attitude when we go out for our walk/run(jog). I am really pissy. I’ll say it outright. I try not to be, but some days it gets the better of me. I don’t want to go out and run down the stupid hill. As I trudge up the hill I have this annoying discussion in my head about just wanting to get this whole thing over with… and I know the “yucky” part (the jog down the hill) is coming up. I also know that the faster I get through it, the quicker I get to go about doing something else in the day. Sometimes I can keep my irritation under control, and Brad and I will have a nice chat as we walk. Other times, I can’t. And he usually states the obvious… “You’re GRUMPY today. Just sayin’.” By the way, it took ALL of my self-control not to be a real smart-ass back to him after that comment yesterday. However, I know my grumpiness has everything to do with me, and nothing to do with him. So I held my tongue and let the poor man be.
I also am irritated with myself in that my legs burn walking up the hill, and it doesn’t affect Brad at all. By the time we get to the top and have to go downhill, I’d just like to rest. However, I think to myself that since I did the entire route the day before, and I can do it again. My legs pretty much always burn and ache nowadays. I
think *hope* that will go away after a while. The 3.3 miles is really nothing for Brad. Last week we ran 5 days and I ended up with 16.5 miles for the week. I like knowing that I accomplished that at the end of the week, but getting through it was a whole different thing. (Brad actually ran 7 days last week. 5 miles 0n Sunday as well as the following Saturday… so he got 26.5 miles in. Good grief!) This week I did 9.9 miles. I skipped Wednesday (this post will explain why!), and today we decided to exercise at home due to the heat and impending humidity. I usually do CORE training. It works for me, it’s challenging, and I actually enjoy it!
I don’t like that I feel so tired all the time after our route. We’re trying different things to see what will help with that. We were just having some yogurt and grapes for lunch, but realized we probably need some protein to get us through the rest of the day. We added a snack of celery and peanut butter along with some cucumber slices before lunch, and then either just a yogurt or some lunch-meat and cheese for lunch. Today seemed better for me, having the snack, but I still got fairly tired this afternoon. I think part of the tiredness comes from the heat. By the time we’re done with our route, it really is warm out. Any of you have some suggestions… I’d love to hear them! Leave a comment below for me..
I hate the exercise, but I don’t want to be a fat 40, 50, 60, 70-something. I know I need to cowboy up. I think right now during the lose-weight phase I will continue to do the dreaded walk/run. When I get to my goal and need to maintain my weight, I’ll probably change that to just a walk. I like walking so much better, and really enjoy myself. In all of the hated exercising though, the one thing I love is that Brad is there doing it with me… He is my encouragement, and he even tolerates the grumpy exercising lady.