Oh, a magic pill. It seems unanimous in the Fit Bottomed World that if a magic pill existed that kept you fit, most of us wouldn’t take it. So I guess I have to be the one to go against the grain and say that yes, I would totally take a magic pill if one existed.
I mean, think about the freedom it would afford. You wouldn’t have to do a burpee unless you really wanted to. You would be able to get sick with the flu and not have to worry about that first workout back at it. You could have a baby and not have to worry about “getting back in shape” because you’d be in this Magic State of Fit. You could do activities for the joy of them rather than their benefits. You could run to be outdoors in the fresh air without having to worry about your lungs burning. You could do pull-ups because you wouldn’t lose the strength you had 10 years ago. You could Zumba just to jam to the beats. You wouldn’t have to worry about being sore because you’d always be in shape.
But wait. Even if there was a magic pill, there are bound to be side effects. Itching? Sneezing? Burning? Painful urination? Dry mouth? Red spots on your hands? Purple toes?
And it’s not free? I’d have to pay? And it’s how much?
Okay, never mind. I wouldn’t want to take a magic pill. Because really, a magic pill already exists — and it’s free. That pill is called consistency. Because if you consistently exercise — even if you have to take that time off for the flu and for a baby — you’ll have that solid base of fitness from which to build. Sure, you might see losses in fitness and strength, but when you keep with it and push yourself, you’ll never be starting over from zero if you’re consistent.
That pill — and those side effects — would never be worth the costs. Because I do enjoy that Zumba class. I do enjoy those aching muscles that show I worked hard and pushed myself and improved. I do enjoy those hikes and running around with my kids. I do enjoy those moments when I accomplish something really challenging I’ve been working toward, like a yoga pose or a distance race. Like others before me have said, there is more to it than the end result — the process of working toward a goal is also rewarding. That’s when you get out there, dig down, push yourself — and get to know yourself.
How about you? Would you take a magic pill to be fit even if it meant painful urination? —Erin