Exercise is a whole different animal for me today than it was 12 years ago in the throes of my eating disorder. It’s even drastically different from how it was 1 year ago. Even 6 months ago.
I’m always growing. Allowing my soul to evolve and the more i let it rip and let my soul shine, the more fun I have.
To the point where playing with doing Bowspring on a Bosu ball at the gym gives me great joy. I feel like a kid playing with toys. My toys being the bosu ball and all the things i’ve learned and picked up along the way: yoga, lifting, running, bowspring.
Exercise is no longer about going to the gym and pounding out a workout. If it isn’t fun for me, i won’t do it. Like i took a barre class a couple weeks ago to try it out because it’s a part of my gym membership. But it was so boring and no offense to the teacher, she was doing her best. The class just didn’t resonate with me on a soul lifting level.
So i’ll go and i’ll challenge myself sometimes by doing workouts i find on pinterest or digging into my arsenal of exercises i’ve done with personal trainers.
Picking and choosing the things that are the most fun.
Like doing the stair climber and rocking out to “Sorry not sorry” — sorry not sorry to all the gym rats who gave me weird looks.
My point is – what’s the point of exercise if it does not elicit some joy? If you aren’t enjoying yourself?
I look around the gym sometimes to see the pained expression on so many people’s faces. Or I notice people checking themselves out in the mirror.
To be honest, my heart aches for them. I wish they could be in on my little secret.
But I know it took years and a lot of inner work to get to the place where I’m at.
There was a point in my life where I said i’d never again set foot in a gym. Not after how much abuse i put my body through over-exercising.
And now I am overjoyed that I can step foot in my gym and exercise as little or as much as i damn well feel like on any given day.
And you bet your butt I take days off. And relish in the rest.
Exercise and movement can be spiritual.
What’s not spiritual is exercising to look a certain way or to get rid of our belly or cellulite or whatever.
What is spiritual is exercising to bring ourselves closer to alignment. What is spiritual is exercise that makes you smile, laugh, or wanna dance. What is spiritual is feeling joy, elation, excitement, and celebration about life.
Move because you are celebrating your body, not punishing it. Please.
I wish you love in movement.
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