I’ve never been an overly active person. I mean, when I was young, I did swimming lessons and loved them. I learned how to bike and how to skate. I did a year of ninjutsu (which I also loved), did some rock climbing, played a bit of squash. But then, I stopped when we moved and concentrated more on music and reading.
You know what the worst part is? I actually like to be active! But I kept on finding excuses.
I mean, when I started going out with my boyfriend, we went to the gym together for a while. But I ended up stopping because I found it too tedious to come home from work and get comfortable only to have to go out again just to go do my gym routine. It became even more difficult when winter came ’round.
A year later, I did some Tae Bo with some co-worker. It was great at first because it was close to home and I could warm up by walking to the building. But after two sessions, I lost interest. Or maybe I caught a cold and skipped a few classes and just didn’t go back. Or maybe…whatever the reason, I just stopped.
Then life started happening and I got comfortable in my routine or working, gaming, eating and sleeping. After that, I became pregnant. And it always seemed like there was always an excuse to not take care of my fitness.
It’s kind of sad, because I had a lot of inspiration around me.
I mean, my mom has always been active. She’s done/ she does biking, rollerblading, yoga, weight conditioning with a VHS tape. She takes a walk every day. I mean, she’s just unhappy if she doesn’t do something. And she’s been telling me for years that I should find an activity that motivates me and do it because I would feel better and probably sleep better. But, you know, who wants to listen to their mom once they’ve moved out (even though you know they’re right).
There’s also my dad. He’s had his moments where something would interest him. He’s golfed, biked, done Tae kwon do. Then a couple of years ago, he decided to really work hard to become healthier and more active. And he has done an amazingly inspiring job of it.
My sister started doing Aikido, my brother did some Kung Fu. When my boyfriend and I started going out, he had just lost about a hundred pounds in the previous year…
So you see, I’ve got quite a bit of inspiration around me. But not enough to actually do anything about it. Until recently…
You see, few months ago, I caught myself saying that once I’d go back to work (at the end of August), I was going to start going to the gym. My rationale for waiting until then? We’re currently living on a reduced income because of the maternity leave so we have to keep a tighter budget (excuse #1). Besides, I don’t really have the time to go right now because I have my daughter at home with me all day (excuse #2).
But then, about two months ago, I got my kick-in-the-ass moment (aka: what motivated me). I was just sitting on the couch and started thinking about my grandfather and I realized that at nearly 80 years old…or is he 80 already, I can’t remember (désolée grand-papa ;) ) he was in better shape than I was at 30 (and this despite the fact that he is asthmatic).
And that was it. That was all I needed. Suddenly, there were no more excuses, only goals and solutions. And I’ll tell you all about them…in tomorrow’s post ;)
Did you have a kick-in-the-rear moment that allowed you to make some positive life changes? I’d love to hear about it!