So I don’t really get exercising. Let’s take running, for example. It’s popular. You don’t need to buy equipment or be exceptionally coordinated or talented to do it. But I don’t get it. Why should I do it?
Endorphin high, you say? Sure, that happens. But you have to work super hard to get there. Sweatness and tiredness and boringness and time. Then you reach the endorphin high.
But you know what? I can get an endorphin high from one bite of chocolate. All I have to do is put it in my mouth. Boom! Endorphin high. I can skip the pain and suffering of exercising completely and just use chocolate to get the same result.
So nobody can sell me exercise based on that endorphin high bullshit.
There has to be a better reason. Health? Ah yes, there it is.
Back when we first got Crappy Dog I thought he’d be the answer to my exercise needs. Every morning I’d take him on a walk!
That dog embodies the opposite of exercise.
This is what it is like going on a “walk” with him.
He stops and sniffs a plant.
Five minutes go by.
He walks four feet!! And he sniffs another plant. But sometimes it gets exciting. Sometimes he decides that the plant is worthy and he pees on it. Riveting.
So the dog is good for leisurely strolls around the neighborhood where I stop and smell the roses and talk to neighbors. He is not good for exercise.
I decide to try out running again.
In my past attempts, “running” for me just meant walking.
At least until a car drove by…
Then I’d quickly pick up the pace and pretend that I was actually doing exercise:
But this time, I’m gonna stick with it! At least until I reach the runner’s high thing. So I can see what all the fuss it about.
After three weeks, I’m running more and walking less.
(Oh, a detail I should mention – my house is on the top of a hill so no matter which way I go, half of the way is uphill. Which is brutal because I’m already tired from the first half.)
So one day I decide that I’m going to keep running up that hill. I’m not going to stop and walk. I WILL jog up the whole hill.
I’m feeling pretty smug about my excellent progress when I hear footsteps behind me.
It’s an older man with a little pot belly. Like Santa in the off-season.
And then. And then!
He passes me. Easily. Effortlessly. Going UP the hill. Damn.
It’s one of those life-changing moments.
I arrive back home to my front door and…
I feel the elusive endorphin high. I feel great! Despite the humiliation of being passed by Santa, I feel wonderful!
I finally understand it! I can’t wait to get up the next morning and do this again!
No matter how long I stick with it, chocolate* is still easier.
*Don’t listen to me and just eat chocolate for your sole form of exercise. That might actually be bad advice.
If you want good advice, it would be to pre-order my marriage book because laughing is a form of exercise. Probably.
There is a bit about exercise in the Health & Hygiene chapter but not much because, um, I’m just not very good at it.
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