But I really hate to sweat.
I don’t like feeling sweaty. I don’t like looking sweaty. I definitely don’t like smelling sweaty. I don’t like that after getting sweaty I have to shower, wash my hair, get dressed, put my makeup on, and do my hair again. It’s a lot of work and takes up a lot of time to get sweaty.
I also hate being out of breath.
I am pretty sure that this is a pretty common feeling though. Who WOULD enjoy being doubled over sucking air while you feel your lungs burning and your heart beating in your temples? Not I. Then, if you add in a second person next to you who has doubled your pace but seems to be completely fine, this whole process takes on yet an even deeper level of torture.
But I have got to start somewhere...
I used to go to the gym with my husband 4-5 times a week to do cardio and weights. I’m not there yet. But where I AM is that I am going to start walking with friends at an indoor track at a local college. There is a morning group of mostly moms who are going to meet me after we drop our kids off at school. Then there is an afternoon group that consists of a woman who walks every day with her two elderly parents and a young girl who is recovering from a severe concussion whose doctor has ordered her to start taking slow walks without getting her heart rate up to high. Right now I’m thinking that group number two is more my speed…those perky morning moms can be pretty speedy.
For those of you who have said that you want to join me on this journey and make some changes in your own life, I would say that we all need to just go out and move our bodies somehow. We don’t have to like it at first we just need to buck up and do it. The more we do, the easier it will get. Success breeds success.
And for those of you who are praying people, pray for those of us who are making this effort to have the energy and the determination to get started. That is sometimes the hardest part!