Why Am I Allergic to Exercise?

As I unwrapped several layers of colourful paper, I was filled with a mixture of excitement and dread. My heart rate accelerated with each movement of my fingers as I guessed what laid beneath.

“Come on, rip it up!”

“Here, give it to me. I’ll open it for you.”

“Typical. She’s saving the paper for future use.”

I smiled. Given the chance, my children would have pounced and ripped the wrapping. I did not want to rush.

The last piece of paper fell on the floor. I now held a white box in my hand. A small box that held the key to better health. For, being continuously told that I was unfit, had finally got to me. I asked for a Fitbit as a Mother’s Day gift. A choice I hoped I would not regret.

“Let’s go for a walk and try it out,” said my son.

“It’s not charged yet.” I replied at once, a tinge of relief in my voice. I needed time to calm my racing heart.

Forget the mistakes. Remember the lessons.

To understand the above, I must explain that I have a bad reaction every time someone suggests some form of exercise. I break out in a cold sweat. My ears start thumping and my body feels heavy. That might seem like a silly reaction when I know that exercise is good for the body and mind. Not only does it help with weight loss, it can also act as an anti-depressant. But I cannot help it, my brain goes into overdrive.

Years ago, I was quite active. I would wake up at the crack of dawn and run several miles. I also joined the local gym, took up dance classes and aqua aerobics. I even encouraged my children to take self-defence classes, football, horse riding and swimming.

I enjoyed running. I practised in my hallway, building up endurance before venturing out into the streets. Several weeks later I was running three times round the block without stopping. I found running along the river at sunrise most uplifting. With no one about, I had the world to myself. I was on a roll. But all that came to end when I had to relocate. The change in my environment led me to become stagnant.

On and off I tried to get back into an exercise routine. But ten minutes in and I would be thinking, “I want to stop. I can’t keep going.”  Instead of hitting the treadmill, I sat on a yoga mat and read a book. My last Fitbit was not in synch with my phone, so I used to cheat by shaking my wrist to speed up the steps. Even resistance bands have been used to tie one thing or another around my house.

I lost the plot. I sat on the sofa and cheered athletes on TV. My gym ball became a footrest. I felt like I had completed some HIIT workout every time I came back from grocery shopping, loaded with six overflowing bags and climbing three sets of stairs. I was convinced I had lost 2000 calories just by panting and sweating.

I kept my family both amused and appalled by my lack of enthusiasm. I would not be surprised if they made funny videos of me doing the plank. The look on their faces and the shake of their heads in despair, were a good indication of how hopeless I was.

“Rule your mind or it will rule you”- Buddha  

The reason I do not like exercising is because I hate experiencing any type of discomfort. I wish there were machines that would do all the effort. I cannot understand people who are obsessed with gym and spend half of their monthly salary on membership and exercise gear. I know some who ‘live’ in branded sportswear and feel more comfortable in a pair of trainers. I would rather hit the town for a cocktail with friends.

Spring is the time of year when we ditch our thick clothing and feel more conscious about our bodies. As it is often the case, we discover that all our idleness of winter months comes with a price: lack of muscle and too much fat. We might feel sorry for ourselves, but we do not regret the indulgence of comfort food.

I have decided to regain some elements of my former routine and ditch procrastination. I am proud to say that I have not cheated. My phone is collecting accurate readings.  I am in for the long haul, a commitment that I need to honour. I know the journey will not be easy, but if I persevere, starting with a daily walk, it might end with a marathon sometime in the future. Well, time will tell.

Sunny Side Up

Everyone loves a freebie, right? I mean, who would not want to learn new skills without spending a dime? All those online courses easily accessible during lock down … as a “yes” person, I could not say “no”. I was way too greedy, I picked anything that looked interesting.

In life, there is no such thing as impossible; it’s always possible.” – Venus Williams

In the beginning, I was full of energy, eager to broaden my knowledge. Over the course of a month, I was juggling three courses per day on Zoom and I was proud of myself. Learning and doing the work with an online community was inspiring. My passion and creativity were in full bloom.

Losing Track of My Priorities

We all know women ace at multitasking, but (yes, there is a “but”), this super-woman soon found it was too much to handle. My energy and enthusiasm were waning. I stopped focussing as the fun disappeared. I had a lack of interest to complete some of the topics. I got distracted and started procrastinating. I spent more time on Facebook, YouTube etc.

I was having trouble getting a good night sleep because my mind was too active. I had vivid dreams of what I did during the day. Tiredness made me irritable and often someone was at the receiving end of my frustration. My brain had turned into a fried egg. And with the temperature rising into mid-thirties, I was sizzling like a full English breakfast.

Spotting the Signs

I neglected to see the signs. I pushed myself to complete the work on time. The stress and pressure were driving me out of control. I could no longer manage to keep up and I was exhausted. It was lockdown and I was supposed to ease up. Instead, I was in a constant battle to finish and deliver. My passion was gone.

“If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude.” – Maya Angelou

Shifting My Mindset

I adopted a new practice to rebalance my chakras. I focused on what was important to my well-being. I implemented a new methodology in my daily routine: start the day with 15 minutes of meditation followed by a revision of the to-do list I wrote the night before. Before bed, I meditated on what I was grateful for and made a to-do list for the next day.

Recharging the Batteries

Nowadays, I take short breaks to escape the monotonous routines. Everyone has a different way of relaxing. For me, it is washing dishes, doing laundry, baking and dancing in the kitchen. I learned to focus on less and gave myself more time to think on tasks that really mattered.


In order to avoid having too much on your plate, you must listen to your body. The warning signs are telling you to slow down. Take some time off, one hour or even a whole day. Have fun and enjoy yourself. Step out for a walk or a run. Treat yourself to a nice cuppa and that forbidden cookie. Call a friend or read a book. Whatever step you choose, your body and brain will thank you for it.