This week Kirsty wants us to dish the dirt on our real feelings about exercise. I must confess that I got a little giddy thinking about the prompt for this week, you see I hate exercise with a passion (such a shock I know!) but I am multi layered in my approach to my love/hate relationship with huffy puffy. Like an onion.
First off, I know I said that I hate exercise, that’s not strictly true. I don’t like exercise for the sake of exercise. If I go for a walk, I like it to be going somewhere with a purpose. I much prefer to walk to the shops that just ‘go for a walk’. I find that it doesn’t feel as labour intensive when I am exercising for a purpose other than to get my heart rate up.
I don’t hate all exercise equally. I have a special brand of loathing for running. I just can’t do it. I feel strange and clunky. Even when I was a teenager and didn’t have DD’s to deal with (seriously, I was an A until I turned 18) I didn’t feel comfortable running. I think that I probably have a heavy step and tend to drag my feet rather than lift which is what makes it so uncomfortable but at the moment I am happy with walking.
Swimming kind of breaks my first rule though. I love it, I don’t do it nearly enough and I miss it. One of my favourite parts of swimming is the peacefulness. It’s just you and the water. Swimming was one of the staples in my childhood, I started swimming club when I was around 10 and really fell in love with it. I love the burn you feel in your chest as you push yourself to go that extra few strokes before a breath.
I’m not particularly a fast swimmer, I never was. I can’t do ‘proper’ breast stroke because my knees turn in, which makes my kick turn in. Yes, there really is a proper way to do breast stroke. I can swim though, and I enjoy it. Through my teenage years when I hated myself and nearly everyone around me, it was one of the few things that I enjoyed. I hated my body, yet strangely I had no qualms in donning a pair of swimmers, even a bikini as I got older.
I must confess that I really miss swimming. I have lost a lot of the confidence in my body and in myself. Our local public swimming pool has a heated pool, maybe I should bring swimming back into my life.
What is your favourite way to get active?
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