Do you Love to exercise or did you Learn to love exercise?

Considering how many self-inflicted injuries I've caused because I should have stopped or at least slowed down - have done it and would do it - but because of body transformation being stronger, able to do more, rarely weight loss.

I love weight lifting. I'm physically disabled so upper body lifting is what I can do and I love it. I had to quit the gym last year because I didn't have time to drive 20 miles one way to the gym every other day, but I will be starting another job in another town with a gym, and I'm looking forward to getting back into it again.

I thought I hated exercise until I tried enough types to find the things that I really like doing. Running, cycling, and most classes bored me out of my mind, but I love rowing and weight lifting. If you keep trying new things instead of latching on to one exercise you think you should do, eventually something clicks, it stops being a chore, and you start to really enjoy it.

Don't love it and don't hate it but don't like it either.

I just do it because it's necessary, like other things that I have to do even though I don't want to.

It would be SO easy to just stop lifting and rowing, which currently are my main forms of exercise, but I know that if I stop that I will just get out of shape again and will have wasted all the time and effort that I devoted to losing and maintaining my weight over the past 2 years.

It would also probably cause my cholesterol levels to rise to unhealthy levels again.

At 67, I also know if I stop exercising that It will just make it that much more likely that I'll lose my mobility when I get even older and be forced to use a walker or wheelchair to get around.

Fk that!

So, I just force myself to do it, even though I don't like doing it because I know it's better for me to do it thsn not.

Once I found activities and workouts I didn't mind doing it made me want to keep going.

As I kept going and got fitter and fitter, I found other things I liked which eventually made me fall in love with fitness.

For the past few years I've been fitting in workouts and activities in as part of my daily routine and look forward to it.

I learned to love it. Initially when I began lifting, it was more of a chore to go to the gym, but I wanted to change the way I looked so badly, that I didn't care if I enjoyed it or not, as long as I got it done. Nowadays, I just love it.

I don't love it or hate it either, as someone else posted - I do it out of necessity. Initially I did it (walking 5 miles/day) so I could eat what I wanted and not gain weight, because for a long time I didn't care that I was fat, I just didn't want to get fatter. And it worked, and I was happy.

But now I'm getting older, BP is rising, and cholesterol too - so it's time to lose weight rather than try not to gain it.

I just wish I could experience the endorphin rush - that might make me like to exercise more - I've never experienced it, and I guess some just don't.

I don't love it. I love riding my bike and swimming, but that's about it. I can't do those things every day, so I force myself to do other things. I'm not the type of person who gets a runner's high or anything like that. I'm always very proud of myself when I work out though, because I'm doing something that's good for me even when it's just a nice long walk.

At this point I genuinely love everything I'm doing: lifting weights, running, and calisthenics, even stretching before bed. I find it pretty easy to motivate myself because I love how I feel during and after workouts, and I love the changes to my health and appearance. Working out hasn't been a part of my adult life before, although in my 20s I didn't have a car so did a lot of walking and biking. I basically worked my way up to what I'm doing now starting the middle of last year, and although I could certainly see dialing back if necessary due to time or injury, I hope to never go back to the sedentary place I was in my early 30s - my body just hurt all the time and I felt much older than I actually was.

I have always been a high energy person and actually enjoy constantly walking around, sorting & organizing stuff, cleaning house, etc. Even at my largest I am the type of person who would pretty much jump out of a chair to do just about anything when the urge struck. That's just become more of my personality (to some friends' chagrin, actually)...I'm very Energizer rabbit and do everything very fast.

I have never liked anything to do with sports or working out in a gym. I may even be mildly phobic about that stuff if I'm honest.

I learned to love walking and hiking as part of my getting healthier efforts about ten years ago. That has just increased for me in the past 4 years as I hit my goal range. My interest in swimming and bicycling waxes and wanes (seasonally) but isn't super strong, I kind of wish it were. I have done a bit of running but it's not for me. I'd rather do a ten mile brisk walk or hike than run 1 mile.

For me it was equal parts learning to enjoy the results when I started to see progress and finding the mode of exercise I enjoy the most.

I never lifted weights with any regularity up until about three years ago; had a semester early in high school where we lifted a few times per week for gym class (teacher was the strength/conditioning coach and they triple-booked the gym) and would fart around in the weight room in college some but never followed a routine or had specific goals. I used the rowing machines at the rec in college and enjoyed the efficiency and results but not really the action. Similarly, I dabbled in running when wooing my wife when we first started dating and will occasionally run a 5-10K with her but it's not something I ever crave to do. I gained a good bit of weight (~30lbs) over the first few months of my first job out of college which had me traveling quite a bit. Long work days and an expense account often resulted in steak or a burgers and a beer at local establishments. Looking in the mirror and being unhappy after only three months on the job lead me to start using MyFitnessPal and wading off into the less-reputable portions of the internet to procure a bootleg copy of P90X and getting a set of Bowflex adjustable dumbbells. I really liked some of the workout days, but not all of them and quickly fell into a routine of cherry-picking the workouts/days I liked. Since I cleaned up my nutrition some and kept to my calories more often than not I still lost weight but my physique results lagged behind the before/after promises since I was really only doing a few of the first batch of workouts over and over. Maintained that way, not really progressing at all for a while until I finally woke up to the fact that half-baked lifting and running wasn't going to result in the muscular physique I sought. A friend's wife was peddling Beachbody stuff at the time and loaned me a copy of P90X3 under the premise that is was way better than the original and would surely get me ripped. Some time later, after starting and stopping the routine a number of times I gave the DVDs back as I realized there was clearly a limit to the exercise I'd make myself do if I didn't like what I was doing. Doing some googling I came across Marc Perry's BuiltLean website. His story resonated with me after my work-related weight gain and certainly liked the idea of looking as he does. I followed that program for some time and really liked what I saw in terms of my strength gains following a standard progression for the first time. I soon upgraded from my trusty dumbbells to a rack from Dick's Sporting Goods and an Olympic barbell set from Dunham's, moved to the basement, and I was smitten with lifting. I was adding weight to the bar consistently and loving every minute of it, but after a few cycles of BuiltLean I was craving for more volume and strength. A wandering path through Stronglifts, NerdFitness, bodybuilding.com routines, and endless tweaks and tinkering with my programming has me squarely addicted to lifting in a hybrid powerlifting/bodybuilding style.