
If you asked me if I enjoy exercising, I would honestly say, no. However, I realized as I got older that I needed to exercise. Diabetes runs in my family and I do not want diabetes on top of celiac disease. I already have foods that I can't and won't eat. As we all know having one, or more, autoimmune disease/s puts us at risk for others.

A few years ago, I realized I had to reframe my thinking. Exercise was a chore. I hated it. As we all know anything we don't enjoy we are less likely to do. I needed to find something that I enjoyed. I thought back to when I was a child, what did I love doing?
I loved riding my bike. My love started with my Big Wheel. I can't say enough about how much I loved the sound of my Big Wheel on the pavement. It was so loud that it drowned out the sound of everything else, the faster you went the louder it was! When I couldn't ride my Big Wheel, anymore I graduated to my bike with the banana seat. Geez, I loved that bike! To me, my bike always has given me a sense of freedom. The wind blowing through my hair, no one to answer to, an escape from every day worries.
My other love as a child was swimming. My parents would drop me off at the local pool and I'd be there all day. I would practice my underwater handstand, which I believed was perfect. By the time my parents picked me up, when the pool closed, I would be hungry and exhausted. These were activities I could do and never think of the word "exercise." This was not exercise, it was fun!

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