One of my lazy morning runs
Are you fit or are you lazy? Or are you both? What the hell am I talking about?!
A brief history of lazy fitness
I guess you could say as a smaller child I was probably quite fit, in the sense that most kids were back then were. We’d always either be out on our bikes or running around, and we’d never stop bouncing around from the moment we woke up until our heads hit the pillow. Halcyon days indeed! Although probably not for our parents 🙂
For the rest of my life I think it’s fair to say that I have been a bit of lazy man – in the best possible sense of the word of course.
You see, while most people would attribute laziness to the sort that seem to have an aversion to moving the muscles in their arms and legs, and those that even take bizarre measures to avoid doing what they were clearly designed to do, the thing I really can’t stand is hassle.
- Can I be bothered to make sure I always have correct change for the bus?
- Can I be arsed to drive all the way to the petrol station to fill up the car just so I can drive to the big supermarket?
- Can I endure having to get up 10 minutes earlier than necessary to make sure I am always on time for appointments?
- Can I be fussed with ballache of getting changed, driving to the gym, showering and driving back home every time I want to work out?
The answer to all of the above is “No… I am a lazy, lazy man”:
- Bus journeys of less than a mile? I’d rather walk thanks.
- Stuff the hassle of driving and queuing in a huge superstore, I’ll just pick up small batches of shopping next time I’m walking past Lidl
- I am far too lazy to get to almost any appointment on time, and invariably end up running to my destination or at least walking extremely quickly
- There is no way I can be bothered with all that fuss just to get a work out, which I can do every day in my home by sneaking in a quick burst of press-ups, sit-ups and burpees, once or twice a day, or even quickly chucking on the running shoes and running hell for leather round the block a few times.
As you can probably see by now, my laziness with respect to what I see as hassle, is actually quite a good little motivator into actually getting up and moving about, occasionally running, and doing my fair share of walking. You aren’t going to reach fitness of Mo Farah proportions but if you are looking to shed a few of those Xmas pounds in January, you might want to change your perspective and become lazy, just like me.
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