Category Archives: Self Confidence
In past blogs, I have discussed the importance of protein consumption for maximizing the results of working out, and my friend and colleague, Cameron, has pointed out how food can affect moods. Now, the focus turns to how inexpensive household food staples can synchronize the body to best respond to exercise and then maintain the rewards.
There’s a good chance that what you think you know about working out is wrong. It’s not your fault; many of these misconceptions have been passed along by coaches, workout buddies, or are just so entrenched as “common knowledge” that they are taken on faith. A lot of it is just bad advice and myths. Now, we go to school.
Written by Jay Ray
Oh, the rose-colored glasses and euphoric recall through which people “remember” their youth: those magical late teen and early twenties years when abandon was without consequence and limitless energy abounded. Nonsense. I remember something different; I remember being confronted with tough choices and, when weighing positives and negatives, thinking: how much is this going to hurt? In most cases, the pain for gain was easy enough to equate. For the independence afforded by an apartment, I had to suck it up and pull double shifts waiting tables. The demands of college courses required the discipline to sometimes forgo the lure of social joviality. The lure of social joviality sometimes resulted in the agony of hangovers and/or sleep deprivation that was compounded by the looming responsibilities of school and work. I understood the motivations, rewards, and consequences of my decisions — but clarity amidst tumultuous times would have benefited my decision making skills. The difficulty of convincing already busy/overwhelmed people to endeavor in physical fitness is that the motivations and rewards are often misunderstood.
Midway through my first year in college, while on a road trip home to visit family, I looked down and noticed my stomach overlapping the seat belt. “Must just be the way I’m sitting,” I thought. Minutes after I arrived home, my mom said, “I guess you can pinch a few inches.” Alas, the metabolism of youth is no match against newfound freedom of indulgence. The organized discipline of home and high school — healthy, scheduled family meals at the table, coaches barking out wind sprint counts, etc.– had been replaced by late night junk food, parties, and, as I recall, countless couch potato hours of communal, dorm room” hilarity” soaking in cult comedy on television. In terms of fitness and nutrition, for the first time in my life, I alone was calling the shots. And I also realized that I didn’t care what other people thought of my appearance so much as I cared what I thought about my appearance. And is it fitness or confidence that make people most attractive? Either way, the debate didn’t apply to me; I had neither.