Exercise, how I both hate and love thee. I know I need you, but some days you hurt me so much I'm not sure if I'll ever let you back in. But I do, and I don't regret it.
Nope, I am not fond of that word, 'exercise.' It is, however, a necessary evil. When I say it's time for exercise, I groan, grumble, and try to think of 100 other things I also need to do. But when I say I'm going dancing or to walk, I don't see it as exercise and enjoy it. Finding an activity that inspires me is key to getting me up and moving.
I love karate and obtained my yellow belt 14 years ago. Since my accident, I dream about getting back into a dojo and throw a little kickboxing in when my body can take it. I decided to check out Tai Chi and Qigong as alternatives to karate that my crumbling spine and crotchety hips can take. They feel awesome and I burn a decent amount of calories in 30 minutes. It might be slow and steady, but it feel like much more. I feel energized and strong, and those feelings carry me through the day.
How do you exercise?