One of my older sisters–I have four older sisters–asked me awhile ago what I like about exercising. You see, she and I have started our ow mini-accountability group where we cheer each other on regarding our fitness and healthy eating goals, and she actually likes to workout. I don’t. I don’t like “the burn.” I don’t like how long it takes to get ready after jumping around and sweating for half an hour. I don’t like wheezing for air when the cardio gets intense. I don’t like waking up the next day with sore muscles.
As I explained all these reasons to my sister she was so utterly befuddled by my angst towards exercise. “But don’t you feel so accomplished after you’ve completed a hard workout??” Nope, I feel sweaty and gross. “But don’t you like the feeling of getting stronger?” Nope, I feel sore muscles. “Well…I’m not sure what to say to help motivate you then!” Sorry, I workout because I know it’s good for my body, not because I enjoy it.
Fast forward a few days and this same older sister and I are talking about the books we are reading. I’m currently halfway through The Iliad and actually enjoying it. My sister was again befuddled by me. Yes, The Iliad is a very difficult book to read, and a bit confusing. It’s taken me three weeks to read 150 pages. Despite having to re-read many, many passages and my very slow progress in this book, I am loving the experience! I feel so accomplished and like I’m really stretching my mental capabilities.
So there you have it. I’m a certified nerd. I get a sense of accomplishment and pride from reading classic literature not from working out and physical fitness. But hey, at least I’m working out, right?