Day 124 – Skinny Fat (#30daysofmoving)

Brand new bike, screaming “ride me!”

Diagnosis: Skinny Fat.

“If you don’t have your health, you have nothing.” I heard my dad say a million times. Until now, I didn’t fully understand what he meant. After all, I’m healthy, eat right (sort of) and exercise (sort of). I never gave much thought to caring for my body so it will be in good working condition when I’m old(er).

For the past year or so, I’ve had a shooting pain down my right leg. It’s not persistent. It wasn’t getting worse or better. I suspected it was caused by my sedentary lifestyle. I finally went to the doctor who confirmed what I already knew – I’m skinny fat.

By “skinny fat” I mean I’m skinny on the outside but out of shape on the inside.

I wasn’t always skinny fat.

I used to be a gym rat and I never ended my day without exercise. Even when I lived in Buffalo in subzero weather, I’d hit the gym at midnight. (Thank goodness to 24/7 gyms.)

So, how did I go from fit to skinny fat? Easy. Self-employment.

The best part of self employment is that I can sleep until 10:00 AM or go to bed at 3:00 AM. I can go to Costco on Monday afternoon. I could go sit on the beach on Tuesday.

Unfortunately, what self-employment translates into is that I work – constantly. I start my day in my Inbox and end the same way. My day usually looks like this: get up, drink coffee, check email, FB, Twitter. Work. Break for lunch (maybe). Work some more. Check email. Break for dinner. Check email. Work. Then hope I don’t battle with insomnia.

As I grow older, I start worrying about dying a premature death from stress, lack of exercise, or cancer. I know I should be exercising but that would take time away from what I do constantly – work.
The sad part is, I have a gym membership, a brand new Public bike, and a yoga studio practically within a stone’s throw. And let’s not forget all the sidewalks I can walk for free on, starting with one 20 feet away from my front door. I know I need exercise and to care for myself but here’s the truth: I don’t want to.

Exercise takes effort. It requires I actually get off my a** and move.

Of course, I have no excuse. Except that I hate it. But I don’t want to have shooting pain down my leg or drop dead at 50. Worse, die some horribly slow, painful death because I was too lazy to exercise. So, today, I’m making a public declaration to moving. Everyday. For 30 days. I’ll post my updates on #30daysofmoving

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Sally K October 14, 2012 at 5:24 pm

Thank you for this post. You just describe me… it’s not just for the self employed… actually when I was self employed I was hiking for an hour everyday. Since I got this job years ago I have not been able to get myself in to an exercise routine that works. I’m doing yoga twice a week and it is not enough. Like you, exercise is not my favorite thing to do. However, once I am on my bike I absolutely love it! Thinking if I schedule most of my friend/networking meetings to be walks instead of coffee/beer/wine dates it would be a good start. So when do you want to come over the bridge and go on a hike with me? There are some great trails right behind my house. 🙂


Jaime P October 14, 2012 at 10:49 pm

Good luck!! I have that same bike in white. It also is screaming “ride me!’ 🙂


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