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April 6, 2014 | by  | in Opinion VUWSA |
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Sonya Says

This week, for the first time ever in my 22-and-a-half years, I had a meeting with a personal trainer. Karl, the Manager at the Rec Centre, has kindly suggested that a president needs to keep their health and fitness in check in order to keep well in a busy year. I’ve agreed, so he’s booked me in to see Whitney this Thursday. I’m nervous, but I know that it’s high time for Sonya to get acquainted with exercise again.

Like most people, I have a complicated dialogue with my body. While it wasn’t always the case, I now have a pretty positive body image and am comfortable in my skin. But as a woman, people often assume differently. A lovely staff member last week assumed that I wouldn’t take sugar in my drink, because I was a young woman. It took me a moment to realise before I clicked that she assumed I would be on a low-sugar diet. When I go out for dinner with my boyfriend, who is a vegetarian, wait staff usually assume the vegetarian meal is for me, rather than the steak and chips that I’ve actually ordered.

On the health front though, my body and I don’t get along so much. I know that I don’t sleep enough and stress too much. I sometimes skip meals because I tell myself I’m ‘too busy’. I’ve also had flat feet for my whole life, which made exercise painful until I was granted some money for expensive orthotics. My foray into fitness is also fairly limited. I attempted swimming in Year 6 (prize for ‘best learner’ at age 11 – a prize usually awarded to much younger club members), social netball in Year 8, and got a couple of third placings in cross-country. In second year, I joined the Rec Centre to attend classes with my flatmate, but gave up too quickly when I felt embarrassingly uncoordinated in Zumba.

So this is it – I have my bright yellow membership sticker on my ID card and a meeting in the calendar for my gym appointment. Unlike last time I tried and gave up, I know that Karl and Whitney will be checking in to see how my exercise is going. It’s time to stop telling myself that I’m too busy to exercise/sleep/eat properly – I know that I’ll be a better president if I listen to my body and look after myself. The same goes for everyone – sleeping properly, eating properly,  and moving your body are pretty good steps to take when wanting to balance life that little bit more.

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