You know how on any number of romantic
comedies, where two people absolutely hate each other in the beginning
and you know that it's just the writer's way of showing you what kind
of fierce, powerful chemistry they have and how you know that they are
really going to hook up? (Ref: Bridget Jones and Mark Darcy, Kathleen Kelly and Joe Fox, Claire and Bender, every Jane Austen novel ever written.) I think I'm having the same transformative moment with my Jillian Michaels angst.
You see, when I started watching The Biggest Loser, I kind of openly didn't like her. More specifically, she frightened
me. She seemed unreasonably mean, quite honestly. Also, she walked on
her trainees. WALKED on them. But then, slowly, like a tightly bound
rosebud, Jillian unfurled and revealed a deeper and much more compelling personality. And then, in yesterday's Daily Special, she delivered the Aha! moment I've been lacking with my inability to get myself dedicated to a fitness program. Go watch it for yourself here, but basically she admits that she hates working out! Hates it!
You
see, I've always felt like maybe I was a little brain damaged, like
maybe I got dropped on my head, because exercising? I loathe it. I like
stuff that doesn't feel like exercise, the walk through a park, the
long bike rides to interesting locations, the four-hour-long volleyball marathons. But just getting on a treadmill and going for an hour? Can I opt for bamboo under my fingernails instead?
But Jillian, whose hard body
is the stuff of legend, admits that it sucks! She totally validated my
feelings on the subject and then gave me an analogy that I could
understand. She equated exercise to taking care of a house. No one
wants to work to make payments, no one honestly enjoys
housework or painting or any number of the mind-numbing and
backbreaking things you must do when you care for a house (okay, maybe Martha Stewart
gets a perverse pleasure out of some of it, but the rest of us...not so
much), but we do it because we want to live in a nice house and take
pride in home ownership. I totally get that! And the body as house?
Brilliant.
I'm sold. Converted. It was a total epiphany. And I
have Jillian Michaels to thank for it. Color me stunned. She better not
try to walk on me though.
Related Links from Elastic Waist and SELF:
Weetabix's aha moment with Jillian Michaels
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