I found this article by Mia Freedman in the lifestyle supplement of the paper today and it could well have been written specifically for me to keep me on the straight and narrow (link is to the version Mia has on her own fantastic website). Mia was discussing how she found the motivation to exercise and how some insights from Michelle Bridges (super trainer to people with real lives and bodies) about the M word made her rethink her concept of the word.
Basically, there is no secret to finding motivation to go out and do regularly something that at times is tedious, boring and lacking in immediate gratification. You don't have to love exercise before you start doing it. You just have to do it. Regularly. As part of your daily routine.
I found it refreshing to have two women with prominent roles in the media have such a frank and down to earth approach to exercise. I can relate especially to Mia's approach to exercise. She's found something she can do every day, come rain or shine that doesn't depend on expensive lessons, equipment or other people. She just gets out there, does what she has to do and moves on with the rest of her day. For many of us, 'results' are not so much killer abs and super taut thighs but rather having more energy, endurance and a general sense of well being.
I had the article on my mind as I debated whether or not to go to the pool this morning after the weather pretty much drowned any chance I had of going for my usual run. To paraphrase Mia who paraphrased Nike, I Just Did It. Got my bathers on, pulled on my uggs, grabbed a towel and drove to the pool before I had a chance to overanalyze the situation.
It was the right thing to do. I got out of the pool with a clearer head and that looseness to my limbs that makes me walk languidly back to my car. I did detour to the pool's cafe though and my goodness, that skinny cap tasted wonderful. Everyone else was tucking into their hot chips with extra tomato sauce but all I had eyes for was my cup of coffee.
I'm done with finals football for the weekend. The Pies went down to the Cats in spectacular fashion. The person I most feel for in the whole situation is Mick Malthouse. He's had a brilliant career as an AFL coach all around Australia (including my home town, Perth) and it would have been nice to have rounded things out with a win yesterday. I wonder what Mick will tackle next now that he's finished coaching at Collingwood. I know everyone who's anyone has been on Masterchef but somehow I don't see Mick doing a guest spot any time soon.
|Date night for kiwi stuffed toys. When in doubt about what to wear, start with a scarf and work from there.|
My kiwi stuffed toy is going to get the whole couch and the remote to himself tonight because the human SSGs are off on date night. We've settled on seeing 'Crazy, Stupid, Love' with satay sticks for dinner afterward.
Oh it's glorious not having to go to work tomorrow. Glorious. It pretty much makes up for this weather.