Know Thyself

woman-591576_960_720pixabayA while ago I met some boys who played sports, went to the gym and had six packs. I felt like those packs will look just as good on me, and there began long, unsuccessful journey to sculpt my abs.

At various times in the last six years I’ve gone through several bursts of inspiration where I start one routine or the other in a bid to achieve this goal – from sit ups, planks, crunches and butterfly kicks at bedtime, to early morning mini-workout sessions, with each of these lasting only a few days at the maximum. I do remember one time when my core was noticeable firm, and my bodycon dresses were popping – no sucking belle needed – but that’s the closest I ever got to my six pack abs.

To get to the (free) gym and trainer so graciously made available at work, all I really have to do is leave my desk and climb a flight of stairs but those are a few steps too many. I’m that girl who comes with her gym bag to work, gets done for the day on time, picks the bag up and takes it right back home where it is most useless! And the times I do make it in, few and far between as they are, while obeying the trainer all I can think of is when the session will be over.

Now the interesting part: I always assumed everyone felt the same way in the gym – that working out is a necessary evil. I only just realized, in the course of a conversation with a ‘co-gym struggler’ this week, that people actually do enjoy working out. Like really, truly enjoy it. It may not sound weird to you, but it really was a light bulb moment! You may not understand the gravity of this realization, but to me it was like suddenly realizing that Benue people are from China. And what this means is that I can now finally embrace the reality that the gym is not for me.  And silly as it sounds, it was such a liberating moment. I suddenly understood rather than struggling to be this other person, I can stop feeling guilty for all the times I plan to resume working out and end up procrastinating. I am free!

And you can be too.

Reach for the skies, but know thyself. If you’re 29 and have never ridden a bike, you will never become a 28 year old MotoGP champ. Choose your battles wisely, but don’t make excuses. Challenge yourself, strive to push your limits and break down any barriers, but stay true to who you are and come to terms with your weaknesses.

…but really, this long story is just because I don’t want to go to the gym?!

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9 thoughts on “Know Thyself

  1. My dear. I came to this realization a long time ago. There’s a gym right in my compound. Always been saying i’ll go. Lived there for about 3 years now. Still don’t know what the insides of the gym looks like

  2. That gym matter no dey worry me again o! My friends urge me to sign up but I don’t want to waste cash jare. I console myself with this mantra “I no wan be anybody bouncer or bodyguard” but we must watch so we don’t get outta shape sha

    • Sour grapes, right? LOL. You can make do with activities that will cost little or nothing & thanks to YouTube there are a whole lot of routines you can access free of charge. Thanks for stopping by 🙂

  3. “I believe that every human has a finite amount of heartbeats. I don’t intend to waste any of mine running around doing exercises.”

    -Neil Armstrong

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