Wow, I'm In Print
Hi everyone,
I think my post about being Over 50 & Seriously Unfit must have tapped a few people on the shoulder. I hope none is as unfit as I was & over such an extended period, and that the article I wrote will encourage people to do rather than think about exercise. To a degree, it comes down to self-belief, I think.
If you're hit regularly with negative comments, then it is only to be expected that you'll start to believe them. You may wonder why I used the verb 'hit' but that's what it can feel like - being flayed by tongues & words.
In my case, I know that those who told me that I couldn't participate in this or that exercise or sport, were doing it for the very best reasons. Looking back on my teen years, I always seemed to be on the edge looking in because I couldn't get involved.
So how did I cope? There were two sides to the equation: - the non-participant role which could have led to me withdrawing from inter-action with my peers especially those involved in sport; and the fact that as the eldest of 6, there was always a role for me, usually as a surrogate mother, I was expected to take responsibility and to be able to look after others.
Having a spinal fusion and spending 6 weeks in hospital where I 'enjoyed' my 17th birthday flat on my back, literally, meant that when my peers were socialising over the next few years, I was at home resting. It all adds up but it didn't define me in the long term. No way...
Avril
P.S. The Southern Star is published every Thursday and if you're lucky enough to get a copy, please check out the Get Active magazine published this week. Let me know what you think.
I think my post about being Over 50 & Seriously Unfit must have tapped a few people on the shoulder. I hope none is as unfit as I was & over such an extended period, and that the article I wrote will encourage people to do rather than think about exercise. To a degree, it comes down to self-belief, I think.
If you're hit regularly with negative comments, then it is only to be expected that you'll start to believe them. You may wonder why I used the verb 'hit' but that's what it can feel like - being flayed by tongues & words.
In my case, I know that those who told me that I couldn't participate in this or that exercise or sport, were doing it for the very best reasons. Looking back on my teen years, I always seemed to be on the edge looking in because I couldn't get involved.
So how did I cope? There were two sides to the equation: - the non-participant role which could have led to me withdrawing from inter-action with my peers especially those involved in sport; and the fact that as the eldest of 6, there was always a role for me, usually as a surrogate mother, I was expected to take responsibility and to be able to look after others.
Having a spinal fusion and spending 6 weeks in hospital where I 'enjoyed' my 17th birthday flat on my back, literally, meant that when my peers were socialising over the next few years, I was at home resting. It all adds up but it didn't define me in the long term. No way...
Avril
P.S. The Southern Star is published every Thursday and if you're lucky enough to get a copy, please check out the Get Active magazine published this week. Let me know what you think.
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