So I’ve been thinking about taking up running. This is a big deal, as I am at present a bit of a couch potato.
No actually, I’m being a bit hard on myself. I go to Zumba classes once a week and I walk two miles a day going to and from work. I’m not speedy, but the last part of each journey is up hill. So it’s not all bad.
But proper physical exercise just once a week isn’t enough.
The gym is not for me. I just don’t find it enjoyable. I guess most other people don’t either, but for me it’s boring & it’s too obvious that you’re doing it for the sake of exercising. No me, I need to trick my brain. This is why classes are good. Zumba is my favourite – I love dancing and I find it hilarious when I get the routines wrong (and even more hilarious when other people get it wrong). Seriously, I’ve had tears streaming down my face before where I’ve been trying to stop myself from laughing like a mad man. And I’m too busy laughing and looking like an idiot (there’s no way I look ‘street’ doing street dancing) for my brain to realise I’m actually doing the dreaded exercising.
But running, yes, I think I could get my head around that. I can get up half an hour earlier to go for a run before work. Especially if I have my good old pal, iPod with me.
I decided on Monday that I’d get up early and go for a run. So why now, on Thursday night, have I not poked a toe out of the bed sheets even a minute before I have to?!