10 Excuses We Use to Avoid Exercise & 10 Reasons Why They’re Just Not True

You know the drill, right? List every possible explanation for why you’re chronically — cough…cough — allergic to the “E” word, and maybe…just maybe…you’ll feel justified bumming it on the couch all weekend.

Hey, who am I to judge? I love an occasional lazy Saturday too. But, this “exercise allergy” business?

Yeaaaah. I’m gonna have to call that bluff.

So, allow me to debunk some classic fitness fallacies and how they may be keeping you from realizing your full physical potential.


Excuse #1: I don’t have enough time to work out.

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Reality: If you simply devote 1 hour each day to engaging in some type of physical activity, you’ll still have 23 hours remaining.

Excuse #2: I feel dirty and disgusting when I sweat.

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Reality: Sure, you’ll have to make a date with the shower afterward, but sweating cleanses pores and flushes out bodily toxins.

Excuse #3: I might bulk up instead of toning up.

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Reality: While strength training does build substantial muscle mass, it also sculpts one hell of a lean, mean physique.

Excuse #4: I can’t afford a fancy gym membership.

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Reality: If you can move around, you can whip that booty into shape, whether at home, outdoors, or in a fitness center.

Excuse #5: I am way too insecure about how I look.

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Reality: Don’t let shame keep you out of the game ’cause every body type and size deserves to feel the health benefits of exercise.

Excuse #6: I already eat clean, so that should be enough.

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Reality: Props on choosing wholesome nutrition over fast food, but diet alone can’t compensate for zero physical activity.

Excuse #7: I get bored easily while working out.

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Reality: If your exercise routine is mind-numbingly repetitive, try something high energy, like Zumba, or zen, like Yoga.

Excuse #8: I kinda sorta enjoy Netflix too much.

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Reality: There’s no law that bans you from working out and getting your Orange Is the New Black fix at the same time.

Excuse #9: I always feel so physically drained.

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Reality: The toughest part is willing yourself to begin, but once you do, endorphins are guaranteed to power you through.

Excuse #10: I just haven’t seen any positive results yet.

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Reality: Muscle definition takes approximately 4-8 weeks to develop, so think of this process as a marathon, not a sprint.


So, armed with this knowledge, go unleash your inner #BeastMode.  I know it’s there.

But, more importantly: So. Do. You.

Why, Yes. I DO Enjoy Exercise. (And, No. I’m NOT Lying.)

{This is a rant. You have been warned.}

Is it just me, or do any other “workout junkies” out there constantly feel pressured into justifying their love for fitness?

And, while we’re on this subject, does the following soapbox speech sound vaguely familiar?

“But, forreeeeal. I like the burn. It’s calming. Invigorating. Liberating, even!”

“Please don’t judge me.”

I digress. Maybe it’s a by-product of personal insecurities, but I find myself repeating that defensive mantra…a lot.

So, here’s the sitch: I am unabashedly passionate about maintaining a strong, toned and healthy physique, which often elicits both thinly veiled skepticism and outright condemnation from those, who view exercise as a necessary evil or instrument of torture.

Whether we’re talking crunches during a Friends marathon, yoga after a taxing 9–5, or even a brisk weekend hike, the more often others catch me engaging in physical activities, the more judgment I perceive from them.

What these skeptics apparently can’t reconcile, though, is that some of us might choose sweating in our Nike’s over lounging with a remote.

Nor have they considered the outrageous possibility that we might actually want to stay routinely active.

Not as penance for sneaking Cheetos.

Not as a miserable last resort because…well, skinny jeans.

But, because we freaks of nature associate exercise with personal empowerment rather than self-inflicted punishment.

Groundbreaking, huh?

I’ll just give you a minute to recover from your mind being blown.

Excuse the sarcasm, but occasional passive aggression is soothing for the soul. Besides, this is honestly how I feel whenever someone fixes me with a suspicious sidelong glare and demands, “You’re working out AGAIN?!?!” Voice dripping with accusatory condescension.

YES. Yes, I am. How astute of you to notice, person with functioning eyeballs.

Admittedly, I’ve flirted with the impulse to overexert myself. In the past, I even experienced addictive highs from going “too hard.” Therefore, I understand better than most of my accusers how difficult striking a healthy balance can be.

But progress is a thing, people!

“That girl who cried PHAT” — she’s no longer me. Once upon a time, maybe. But not anymore. I refuse to still be defined by how she would behave. The fact remains it took hardcore effort and commitment to sculpt this vigorous, muscular body, and — sorry, not sorry — I won’t quit now.

Exercise will never not be an integral part of my daily life.

So, to my fellow fitness aficionados who’ve been disputed or scoffed at for simply doing what you love: Haters gonna hate hate hate hate hate (Taylor Swift lyrics, anyone?).

Don’t stop. Don’t agonize over this lack of acceptance. Just keep fueling your passion.

No guilt. No apologies. No shame.

Just. Pure. Awesomeness.

{End rant.}