It wasn't particularly hard. Wasn't particularly boring. Wasn't particularly tiring.
But it felt like it had no meaning.
I went for the run after deciding to not do a Half Marathon this Spring. I guess that took a little bit of the juice out of my step. I am highly motivated by goals.
But there's an intrinsic value in running that is unrelated to races and goals. (When I first started, I didn't have a goal in mind. I just ran for fitness.)
So I've got to start looking harder... deeper... for the meaning in my runs. And not just my runs, but exercise in general. "Weight loss" alone is not going to sustain me through hard workouts. It's not going to keep fitness a lifetime habit. There must be other motivations if exercise is to become a permanent part of my life.
I came up with a short list of "10 Reasons I Exercise":
- Because sweat and muscle aches make me feel good
- Because I want to improve my chances of living a longer, healthier life
- Because I enjoy watching my body change
- Because I want to look great--and feel great--in cute clothes
- Because I also want to look great--and feel great--naked
- Because I love being the fittest one among my friends
- Because exercise also teaches me new skills, like martial arts
- Because a stronger "me" means I'm capable of more physical tasks
- Because I want to be taking the stairs--not the elevator--when I retire
- Because exercise helps me relieve stress, tension and anxiety