Thursday, April 5, 2012

E is for Exercise

Growing up I always had a love-hate relationship with some of the activities eventually we as adults often do for exercise, namely going to the gym, lifting weights, etc.  My misgivings largely stemmed from some negative experiences in the weight room in junior high where some of the guys who had already been lifting and conditioning for Pop Warner football and such ridiculed me pretty hard because I couldn't lift very much (duh - because I was a complete noob and hadn't done any formal weight training to that point).

So I eventually found myself at 30, after a decade of software engineering work with a metabolism that started slowing down.  I stopped being able to automagically disintegrate various candies and snacks that I'd often eat while working, having developed the habit during my college days.  I started noticing my stomach getting bigger, particularly when I was sitting down at my computer, and concluded I needed to do something about this.  So, I joined a gym and started working out.

My exercising and working out has varied quite a bit over the years that followed.  I've learned a lot about my body and what it can and can't do.  I have had some success in working on my upper body, despite decades of doing nothing but lower body work (track/cross country/marching band), though I've got a ways to go to get to where I'd like to be.  I've dealt with and come back from a couple of scary (to me) injuries.  [Side note - never try to use P90X as a mass building program - you'll get RSD and rep-related injuries once the weights get high enough].  I've increased my overall strength such that marathon sessions playing my bass saxophone (e.g. at Picnic Day at UC Davis) doesn't result in debilitating soreness for days after.

Exercise is a great reminder for me that life is a journey.  Each time I work out I strive to do a little more than I did the last time.  I celebrate the successes and let go of any failures, as temporary setbacks are just that - temporary.  It is my hope that what I do now to try to maintain myself will allow me to continue to be able to do the things I love to do and to be healthy for my fiancee, my children and perhaps someday many many years from now my children's children.

Find something physical you love to do and just do it.  Everybody exercise!


  1. I. Hate. Exercise. The only thing I will do with any regularity is walk.

  2. It's a love-hate relationship for me. When I'm stressed and tired from work, I don't want to do anything else but rest. I wish I have time to do it in the morning, but my commute eats all up my time. So, my after work hours are the available ones for gym sessions. If I get used to it, I tend to really be into it and love it. If I'm too tired, forget it. LOL But, knowing me (reason why I took the yearly membership with 24-hours-gym), I slant towards loving it more than hating it. However, if I can workout outdoors, I'd probably find it way better than indoors.

    A Ladybug's Life