Here’s a generalization for you, either people have fitness-related resolutions (“I’ll go to the gym seven times a week!”) or they don’t (“I don’t make resolutions I can’t keep”) — and with that wide of a brush, I think I’ve covered everyone.
I’ve been in both categories. Heck, I ran a half marathon last year — that had to come from somewhere, right? Some resolution I made, it turns out, was to see how much I can push my body before it tells me, “hey, you know you’re kind of old to be doing this kind of thing” and I stopped running completely.
I don’t like to run. Actually, I don’t like to run distances. I’ll race somewhere, and I’ll sprint, but only if the moon is in the right phase and it’s not colder than 40 nor warmer than 60 and it’s not raining or if it is, it’s just slightly raining and I’ll run in the morning if it’s not too dark and not after work because it is too dark and I don’t want to run with my pepper spray…
Do you see all those excuses? Clearly, I can run — anyone can. There are some hippies that will claim that you don’t even need shoes for optimal running, but those people live in big grassy fields without other people or animals and I’m not going to wear glove shoes and so I’ll stick to my heavily padded Nikes, thankyouverymuch.
This is all to say that my resolution of running more would surely fail. I could sign up for a race, and start training, but that would only get me as far as race day, and signing up for races and events isn’t exactly frugal.
So my fitness resolution is to do ten pull-ups by the end of this year. I’ve been told that I might be a bit too ambitious, since I can’t yet do one, but writing one pull-up down on a piece of paper that was for twelve months seemed wimpy even for me. So it’s a stretch.
Related to this, I’d also like to “level up” in my new favorite sport, bouldering. I am a proselytizer when it comes to the Circuit Bouldering Gym, and if I was any good at converting people, I’d want a kickback from them! But seriously, indoor rock climbing counts as frugal fun. It is a bit expensive, but it’s so much fun. Instead of grumbling, I think, hey yeah, today after work I’m going to climb around like a monkey! which is such a difference.
And the people who climb? You won’t find them staring at themselves in the mirror after doing “one more rep” … nor will you find them being sleazeballs and hitting on women. There’s camaraderie and genuine friendliness. It is exceptionally challenging, because it requires not only physical strength, but technical skills and mental preparedness that pushing buttons on a treadmill don’t require.
I’m a bit afraid of heights. Which makes bouldering extra challenging. Sometimes I’ll burn as many calories in adrenaline as in physical work.
But it’s not about burning calories. Or building muscle. Those are nice side effects, sure, but what inspires me is seeing women who look to be my size doing far more challenging routes than I dare to dream about.