So I thought I'd write a wee blog about ways in which to keep motivated to stay active when life is in the way.
From my perspective I am generally super motivated. Before Eilidh was born I'd walk the dog for an hour in the morning, then swim for an hour, then cycle to work, run at lunch time, cycle home, walk the dog again for 3 or 4 miles and do some strength work. A typical weekend could be 2 or 3 munroes and a long bike ride. Safe to say I am pretty motivated to keep active.
But things have changed. After Eilidh was born I spent a long time with pelvic pain that was generally accepted as an inevitable side affect of pregnancy and birth. But after numerous physios and consultants and an MRI it turns out I have osteitis pubis and the only treatment is small amounts of core work and stretching, and lots of rest. Like, two year of rest - not even walking or swimming (except gently with a pull boy). I'm on month 19 and no better than when I was pregnant. And it might never go away.
And yes in some ways I am chomping at the bit. I'm going crazy, and it's making me very depressed. I want to be running and jumping and lifting and riding. I stare at the group cycle class through the window and wish it was me on the bike, hammering it out until I feel sick. I torture myself looking at other people at the top of mountains on Instagram. I don't want to be sitting on the sofa every night, or getting up at 7am instead of 5.30am.
I am sitting on the sofa every night and I am getting up at 7am. Pretty much every night I say to my other half "make me get up and do my physio exercises..." and it takes about half an hour for me to move my butt. Honestly, I'm sick of it. Doing the same few moves over and over for months and not seeing any results despite the fact every medical professional keeps telling me to stick with it and things will eventually get better.
This period reminds me of when I really wasn't motivated - when I was three stone over weight, unhappy, and most nights involved TV and half a bottle of wine and a pudding. I had no energy and I hated exercise. I had no passion.
So maybe you're injured. Maybe you'd give anything to have an hour at the gym but you have three kids and a full-time job. Maybe you have elderly relatives to look after and a husband or wife that doesn't help around the house. Maybe your dog died (my dog died too. You have my sympathy). Maybe you look at the fitness babes on Instagram and want that life where you are confident in your own skin but you have no idea where to start, and that is enough to get you back to the relative safety of your sofa.
Well honestly, I don't have a magic answer that will get you making that first step and keep you making those steps towards a healthy lifestyle. But I do have a few things that work for me and would love to hear your ideas:
Well that's 9. And lord knows it's easier said than done. I promised myself I'd do 30 mins on the rower today but I got bored after 20 and went and did something else. And EVERY DAY is a battle to do my physio because it's so mind numbingly boring. So if you have any other ideas, let me know! I have been slipping into bad habits and need a kick up the arse. 😁