I was always a chubby kid. As a pre-teen, I was, well, “healthy” looking. I also quickly gained the 13 kilos I had lost due to a severe attack of Typhoid, when I was 12 years old. And as a teenager, I went back and forth between being chubby and “just fine”. But I’ve always been a fit person. Thanks to dance.
For most of my adult life, I have remained concious about the way my body looks. I had been extremely unhappy with my appearance for a while. And it was mainly because I let what a boy said get to my head. He compared me to other girls in our class and always made me feel inferior. I was naive and let him make me feel awful about the way I look. But, I still remained fit. Thanks to dance.
Once I started university, all that changed. With dance progressing toward being so much more than just a physical activity for me, I started taking exercise more seriously. I began exploring other forms of exercise. Ever since, I have pushed my body to do things which once seemed like an unachievable feat.
I have tried various forms of exercise. Yoga, running, pilates, even explored a little bit of Kalaripayattu solely for body conditioning purposes. Of course, I still view dance as a fantastic form of exercise. But exploring these other techniques has made me realise that I really do love exercising. Be it dancing at the studio, or sweating it out in the gym. Plus, it’s made my dancing a whole lot better. What with the increased stamina and extra energy.
Regular exercise has made me a far more productive human being. And I’ve found that it’s a wonderful way to clear your head and improve focus. It’s obviously helped me lose weight and tone my body. And it has also made me think about what I eat. Also, exercise has helped me immensely with setting a schedule for the entire day.
More than helping me with my appearance, exercise has helped me mentally; to overcome issues I had with my body. And by realising that each body is so unique and responds in different ways to different things, exercise has taught me not to give a rat’s ass about what anybody chooses to say about my body. And most importantly, it has taught me to respect every person’s body and their struggle (or lack thereof) with it.