Personally, I found myself getting injured easier and easier every year growing “older” (I’m still only on my 30s). Whether it was neck pains from working on the desk or leg injuries from falling on BMX or a mountain bike.
It’s been a year now I’ve been training multiple times a week in gym, sessions with PT, group trainings and solo, and kinda starting to enjoy it - looking forward for the next training session even if it’s just 2 days apart.
I don’t want osteoporosis like my mom, so I lift heavy to build bone density. Also it makes me feel like a beast which I love.
Part vanity, part that I’ve come to enjoy the exertion and part socializing. Eclipsing them all is that I want to have enough of a bodily overcapacity to be able to handle as much fuckery as possible that life throws at me. Injury prevention.
Pure ego.
The health desire is good and all, it was the reason I lost 35kg. But now its because I want to be a sexy dad, I want other dads to say “Jesus I dont know how you do it!”, I want other Moms to be just a little bit jealous of my wife and I want my wife to be just a little bit worried about the thirsty ass single moms at school pickup.
I got “In shape” now it really is an exercise in vanity, and I’m ok with that.
Lmao I can somewhat relate to the “sexy dad” thing, I’ve noticed that lately I’ve been happy to look at mirror and be like “dude you’re starting to look good!” and that’s not something I’ve ever done in my life before 😅
The way I see it wether you like it or not, to be a good dad you have responsibilities. You have to feed the family, mow the lawn, fix things around the house. But you have a choice, you can minimum standard that shit, nobody will really care and you save a bit of time. Or you can take that bit of extra care and time and give yourself the pride in a job well done.
Same goes with trying to look after yourself for the sake of not dying young for your families benefit if nothing else, doing jack shit is really easy and doing “enough” really isnt that hard its just way harder than jack shit. But going that extra mile for me, my ego, my pride and self image doesnt take that much longer or that much more effort.
I envy the motivation you have.
I don’t even have that level of commitment to the things that i love, let alone maintenance.Learning to love the process is hard, once you do, getting knocked off your routine is annoying.
I started exercising regularly when I had kids so I can hopefully avoid dropping dead before they’re grown.
That sounds like a good reason!
I don’t care about physique. I was in race shape, crits, and fought 2 SUVs 11 years ago…at the same time. They were both total losses, but the broken neck and back sucked. I fall apart if I quit; the pain is much worse on the bad days, and I can’t sleep at all. That is all that motivates me any more. I need to be around 190 lbs to be pretty, but I keep it around 220. It is far better than the 350 lbs I was in 2009, so there is that. I never could stick with the gym thing. Road bikes are my superpower. That freedom beckons me.
I’m frugal and I like and take care of clothes I buy, it would suck to have to buy new stuff all the time, prefer to put money away to maybe if I’m lucky escape the rat race
You can use a cheap short, what is so expensive training in your opinion?
Endorphins
