Over the last year, I’ve dedicated a large amount of my free time to writing and running. My jobs always required extensive writing, but now I write for myself, finding my creative voice instead of a professional one. Running, on the other hand, is a new passion, chosen because it fit my criteria for an exercise regimen (full body workout, convenient, relatively cheap). As I cultivated both activities, I began to see parallels in my fears, ability, and routine. If you’re a beginner to creative writing or running, I’d like to reflect on these mental hurdles and hopefully inspire you to stick with it!
I grew up obese, even in kindergarten I was the "fat kid." I was addicted to junk food, and I hated any kind of exercise; and I mean REALLY hated it! I'd even go so far as to pretend to fall down in gym class in hopes I'd be benched!
As we all know, it's recommended by health experts that we do a minimum amount of exercise each week. Most people think that means things like running and cycling or swimming; the high-impact, fast-paced athletic sports. But what about those that don't have the time? Who can't afford a bicycle or running shoes? Who really would rather not go outside or to a gym where everyone can see them? If you fall into any of these categories, then I'm asking you to try yoga.
As someone who wants to lose a few inches around the muffin tops and is wanting the scales to stop being a thing of nightmares, there's nothing worse than trying the latest fad diet or cutting out all the “right” things and getting nowhere. We then seek comfort food which lands us right back to square one!
We all feel body image pressure, no matter your gender, size, age, or any other category. I have suffered from these issues since I was a child, when I started becoming really aware and self critical of my body. It started off as rejecting any food I saw as 'bad' and wearing clothes that draped my body, hiding as much of myself as possible, and developed into something much more serious. Eating disorders and much more swamped my teenage years. It's an all too familiar story.
Late-night self pillow talk: “Tomorrow is the day… I am getting up at 5:30 and going running, and then after work I’m gonna hit the weights. LEGS! Yeah, it’s a good day for a leg day. Oh my god, it’s gonna be the best workout I’ve ever put together.”