Consistency > Habit

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Exercise and I are not friends. 

At best, we tolerate each other.

At worse, I ignore exercise altogether.  

For years, when I’d quickly walk up a couple flights of stairs, or hustle from one building to another for a meeting, I’d end up huffing and puffing. (And then try to NOT huff and puff out loud so as not to give away how horribly out of shape I was.)

Every new year started with some variation of an “exercise more” resolution. 

Every year I tried. 

Every year exercise was gone from my life by the end of summer.

There’s lots of advice out there for making something a habit. 

“Do it for 28 days. Then it’s a habit and you don’t have to think about it any more!”

“Do it for 90 days and it becomes such a part of your routine that it’s second nature!” 

Somehow those philosophies have never applied to me and exercise. I could exercise for six months straight, stop doing it due to illness (or minor injury, or vacation, or ANY excuse), and that was it. My habit was over and it became an uphill battle to find it again. 

Then one day, I had a chance encounter with this staircase.

See that tiny blue thing towards the top of the stairs? That’s a person.

This ridiculous staircase is located in Saugatuck, Michigan. At the bottom of it is a parking lot. At the top of it are sand dunes and a path to glorious Lake Michigan. 

I was on a work retreat, when colleagues suggested a morning walk. Thinking it would be a stroll around some wooded trails, I happily joined in. And then we ended up at this damn staircase. 

I had spent a lot of time convincing myself that I wasn’t *that* out of shape. But this staircase came along to tell me YES YOU ARE!

I headed up these stairs with four other women. 

I was the last one to the top. 

By a lot. 

I kept having to pause. 

I kept feeling like I was going to be sick. 

I kept being reminded over and over of how little exercise I was actually doing in my life. 


But I did it. 

The view from the top.
Looking at where I’d come from…

My colleagues were so gracious. There wasn’t a word said about how long it took me to reach the top, how hard I was breathing, or that they could have completed a full yoga session while waiting for me.  

But OMG, I was SO embarrassed. 

The more I thought about that embarrassment, the more I never wanted to be in that space again.

I was tired of trying to hide my huffing and puffing. 

I was tired of always putting “exercise more” on my to do list only to inevitably fall off the bandwagon (and happily wave at said bandwagon as it left me in a cloud of dust). 

My attitude towards exercise has always been go big or go home. If I wasn’t running or doing long kickboxing sessions or losing lots of weight, what was the point?! Problem is, this way of thinking was causing me to hate exercise and eventually quit. 

So how could I change my attitude?

What if instead of pushing myself to do big, long, intense, workouts, I focused on just doing something. What if instead of measuring my success by pounds lost, I measured it solely by consistency? 

I don’t know why that clicked, but it did. The new plan was to exercise for 30 minutes a day, 5 days a week. The exercise could be ANYTHING – gentle yoga, walking (fast OR slow), jogging – whatever I wanted it to be, just as long as I moved my body for 30 minutes.

This was about building a healthy routine through consistency, instead of trying to turn myself into an athlete. It was about giving myself a couple days each week to skip a workout, and not feel like I failed. I started keeping track of my new goal only in terms of weeks completed and I kept the number next to my alarm clock to remind myself what I was working towards. 

That was 78 weeks ago. 78 weeks is a year and a half. Funny thing is, I still want to skip my workouts. 78 weeks and it’s still not second nature or habit. I still want to bail on it. But now that I’ve gotten that week count so high, I don’t want to start it over. I don’t want to go see the count go back to one week. 

And because I’m not trying to make myself into an athlete, my results haven’t exactly been mindblowing. I haven’t lost a lot of weight or inches. I haven’t started running 5K and 10K races. I haven’t joined a gym or started cross fit classes. 

What I have been able to do is chase my dog or kid around the yard without becoming exhausted. I can pick up and carry my daughter, no matter how big she’s getting. I can walk up stairs, or dash from building to building, without huffing and puffing. 

To celebrate completing one year of this journey, I returned that damn staircase and walked up it. Did I have to pause a few times? Yes. Did I still huff and puff? Yes. But I never felt nauseated. And I climbed it in half the time I had taken only one year earlier. And after I walked the dunes to the Lake Michigan beach, it counted as that day’s 30 minute workout. Score one for consistency.

Lake Michigan


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  2. superbaj says:

    This is so wonderful! I’m also on my own journey and needed to read this. I’m in the same boat. Right now: it’s about my diet. Making better choices, meal prep, and logging it via MyFitnessPal. For me, when I had used this app in the past (it’s been on again off again since 2012), I felt ashamed about over eating or making certain choices. But this time around, no matter what it is: I log it. Because as you said – CONSISTENCY. (And accountability). I even log a sugar free Werthers hard candy. Little hard candies even! (It’s 10 calories if you’re wondering). And there are days I have gone over my calorie allotment or under my water intake, but I’m training myself to continue to log it no matter what. And it is helping. I feel more in control. Again, not perfect. I still eat late at night, but make different choices. I still don’t get enough exercise but I chose one lifestyle change for now, and this was it. ANYWAY – all this to say, I relate and thank you for sharing your journey. 🙂

    • MittenGirl says:

      I’m so glad this helped! I’m right there with you. I kept waiting for something to click so I could stop trying so hard. But it never has. And then I’d get burned out. So now I’m all about consistency. YOU’VE GOT THIS! “Progress not perfection” is my current mantra. 🙂

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