Fitness Confession

Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving.
It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times.
Come, yet again, come, come.


I actually really enjoy exercise, but I am an idiot.

I was a high school and college jock, a swimmer, and pretty much grew up in the water. When I stopped swimming after college, I started gaining weight. When I start swimming again, I lose weight. It’s a pretty simple equation, really.

Of course, with an adult life and priorities, I can never again spend the 3 ½ to 4 hours a day in the water I spent as a young adult, but still, I can easily invest an hour in my health and sanity, and most importantly – I really like doing it.

I also like walking. Hiking. Bicycling. Yoga. Weightlifting. Rowing and kayaking. The only thing I don’t like is cardio machines – they bore me silly – although I can talk myself into rowing or doing elliptical for an intense 20-30 minutes in a pinch.

Anyway, this spring, in the onslaught of knee problems, bronchitis, vacation, and project ramp-up, I stopped swimming and never got back into it. *whacks self on the forehead* That was pretty stupid because a project like the one I’m on now really requires some extra stress management help.

As a result I regained a pants size, am regularly chewing my nails to nubs, and am through the roof with stress and anxiety. Of course, that kind of stress is normal a month before go-live on a project. I’m not sure even running half marathons would cure that.

Some friends have started an informal accountability group online, on twitter, hashtag #akmoveit. Our goal is to exercise at least 3x a week for 45 min. For each session missed, we forfeit $3 to the pool. We haven’t really determined time period or an empiric measure for most consistent exerciser, but whoever that person is will win it. (I have no illusions it will be me!)

So, right now, I’m walking again. And I may do a yoga session or two if I can find a piece of carpet that’s not covered with boxes or pet hair. Once I get settled in my new place, I’ll join the neighborhood Y and start swimming again – the Y is close, the hours are long and the facility quite nice.

Really, I have no excuse for not doing something so very, very good for me, especially since it’s an activity that I actually rather like. As I said, I’m an idiot.

Quote thanks to the amazing & well read Karen S. Thanks!

4 Responses to “Fitness Confession”

  1. Jim Wright Says:

    Well, I certainly would never call you an idiot, but I sure understand where you’re coming from, Jeri. Me too. Pretty much every day, I promise myself I start running again. Gah. I hate it, but my cholesterol is through the roof. Time to start exercising again. Damnit.

  2. Tom Says:

    Jeri, idiot or not, you can change. As I said about myself recently, knowing there’s a problem is the first step to fixing it. I haven’t taken the next step, but it sounds like you already are. :)

    Good on ya! Keep it up.

  3. Holy Says:

    Not an idiot…it’s called being human. Love the $3 accountability forfeit. We have a nice new Y too – it’s great. I wish I had the courage to swim – I’d love to take it up.

  4. mattw Says:

    As has been said already, it sounds like you’re on the right path. I would like to take up exercising, maybe biking, but it’s hard to find the time. I took kendo for a while until Logan was born, but I ran out of time, and the equipment was getting expensive. I’d take that back up again, but maybe in a less formal way.