Each weekday I open the door to our home and I breathe a sigh of relief. I feel weary to the bone and I long to sit on the sofa for a while in silence and think of nothing. My children know to give me 5 minutes rest before they bombard me with “Mommy, can you sign this?”, “Mommy can you help me?”, “Mommy look what I got for my test”.
Working with 5 year olds tires me out: my voice is croaky at the end of the day, and I am beat. The last thing I wish to do is go out again, one hour after I have arrived home, to walk to Taekwondo with my girls. Yet when the time comes, I get them ready to go knowing that the exercise will do them good. On our walk to the dojang, I hear some stories about the girls’ day. At the moment it is getting a bit chilly, so we walk briskly – exercising on our way to some formal training.
Arriving at the Taekwondo school, we are greeted by friendly faces and smiles. Each time we enter the place where we exercise, I know we made the right decision to enrol there. The school has a friendly and inviting atmosphere that is welcoming and comforting to my children.
When the exercises begin, my heart starts pumping. I am fitter than I was when I began in May – though I still get out of breathe and struggle at times to keep up with the young members of the school. As I exercise, though, I feel my weariness slip away from me bit by bit. At the end of the class, sweat trickling down my brow, I feel a satisfaction in the fact that I have moved my body and that my movements are improving.
I leave the class feeling invigorated and ready for the walk home. When I lay my head on my pillow to sleep, I quickly drift off. A bonus of exercise, for me, is that I do not struggle to fall asleep on the days I have exerted myself physically.
Do you have an inner battle with yourself before going to exercise?
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2013