Exercise is like sex. According to one of the most infamous bodybuilders of all time, Arnold Schwarzenegger In his movie “pumping iron he says “when you pump the muscle, there’s no feeling like it in the world, it’s like coming in the gym. It is like the unexplainable euphoria that engulfs you when you climax in sex”. He goes on to explain that when you contract, the muscle, it fills with blood with a surge of great force and energy that the skin feels like its piercing and the veins could explode. It’s a great rush. That very controversial catch phrase was part of his introduction to the world to join him in the gym. If it is as good as he says, then why haven’t we all caught on?
Regardless of this proclamation, partly true, this somewhat pleasurable past time seems to be an arduous task creating a myriad of excuses to avoid it. If it was so good, then who wouldn’t want to take it up? But then again, that solely depends if you like sex or not. If we are awkward, shy, embarrassed and heaven help us fat, fatigued and can’t be bothered then sex may be an unpleasant task. To feel good in your own skin, and look great naked may be prime motivation. To flaunt a tight well put together physique may be your goal. To lose a few inches around the middle so that you can see your toes another! Exercise, no matter what form, will change or determine the way you look, the way you feel, the way that you hold yourself and the way you think.
Arnie was, and still is a great advocate of resistance training and nutrition. I know that we can’t be all like him, but perfect practice makes perfect. There are gyms in every major hotel around the globe. Gyms that are open 24 hours to accommodate our life choices, for those that wish to train at their own beck and call. So why are we still behind the eight ball when obviously we know the pros of exercise would greatly outweigh the cons?
My introduction to exercise and the gym was around the Jane Fonda era. Where lime green g strings adorned the lycra clad aerobic crowds in the hundreds moving in unison to the beats of Donna summer and echo beach. Studying and in need of a job I began my gym crawl which was to become a major friend in my life. I could combine what I loved to do with making some money to survive. Being told that I was too fat to be an Aerobics Instructor I took up the challenge to lose a few kgs. Those very years of training has set my good stead for my life.
I guess we could call it a tool for promoting how we feel, for utilizing the pent up energy that we seem to collect and carry throughout the day. A tool to unwind, an outlet to vent or an avenue to obtain a certain goal. It is a proven formula to keep on the path of health, to keep you grounded and alive. There was nothing quite like the feeling of lacing up the runners and heading out for an early morning run. One of my meanders included passing wallabies chewing silently on the dew sprinkled grass witnessing the birth of a heavenly morning. The smell of burnt wood from fires lit the night before. The wisp of smoke hanging over the sleepy town escaping slowly to the sky, a slight fog lifting with it. Today I am flat out walking to the lift let alone a run in the hills. But I too have a healthy addiction to that feeling associated with exercise which continues thirty years later. My extreme training days are over, its all about maintenance now. The desire to keep moving, staying tuned in and a feeling of wellbeing is greater than the opposite. There is nothing like that connectivity that runs through out your body. You just seem to function better. Exercise is still a release and there is nothing like a rush of endorphins.
We now know that the benefits of exercise far out weight the negative aspects of extreme devotion. With this new found knowledge you don’t have to mourn the fact that this grand secret was kept from you, but it’s never too late to put on a pair of runners and head out for a burst of fresh air and sunlight. It’s never too late to take up dancing the tango! It’s never too late to start and get in on the piece of action that may end up being quite an enjoyable past time. What else are we to do with our spare time? Drink and eat!!! It’s not over until it’s over, well until the fat lady sings anyway and fat will not dare be a part of the equation!
Caroline is a clinical Nutritionist practicing on a consultation basis. Caroline's experience encompasses research and writing on disease prevention with natural herbs, spices, foods and supplementation. Caroline practices holistic nutritional medicine that combines the three elements of being human. Those being, the physical , emotional and the mental components that make us who we are. All of these criterior is fueled by the fundamental of all health, food .