I used to be a gym-bunny. In those days I was corporate suited and booted, childless and of course much younger. A career-girl and all the time in the world for myself.
10 to 15 years on, I am probably in the best shape of my life. Don’t get me wrong, you won’t find me appearing in sports illustrated in a swimsuit. No tight abs for me, bearing 2 children can cause a lot of collateral damage.
However I’m fitter than I have ever been, and there’s not a gym membership in sight.
Gretchen and I agree that ‘What you do every day matters more than what you do once in a while‘. The key, for me, to fitness is to keep moving and to incorporate that into daily life. That’s something I was unable to do sitting behind a desk 5 days a week 9-5.
The biggest change to my fitness level however came when I took up running, regularly.
(My regularly used Saucony running shoes)
By regularly, I mean 3 times a week, at set times. It’s in the diary. It’s not a nice-to-do, I go regardless. The hardest step when running is the first one out of the door, the others just follow along.
The reason I don’t ‘buy’ gym membership anymore, is that for me it was a way of solving a problem through making a purchase. I no longer believe I can ‘buy’ a solution to fitness or health (or much else in life either). Really I was lying to myself. By committing to a membership, I felt I would or ought (deserved) to be in shape. But tomorrow never comes. I didn’t use the membership regularly and when I did go to the gym the time wasn’t used efficiently. It was almost as though just being there was enough, be that on the treadmill or in the sauna. I’d paid my money and therefore health, fitness and well-being would ensue.
I googled ‘lying to yourself’ and came across this – going to the gym is the first lie exposed in Karen’s post.
Running works for me, it may not be for everyone. But I remain convinced that a gym membership isn’t going to make much lean for me, apart from my wallet.
(This post should have been published yesterday, but we were advised in the UK that 28 March 2012 might be our Summer. Literally, that might be it, so make the most of it, I did.)