Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Reluctant Gym-ing

Like so many people out there (or at least that's what I tell myself), I struggle to make myself go to the gym. I don't have a problem with physical activity in and of itself - it has been a part of my life forever in one way or another. It is just getting to the gym that seems so terribly like breaking into a fairytale castle - a lot of effort to get in and a completely different kind of world once you get inside. Once I am there I can get through my workout just fine, ignoring the gym bunnies and the muscle men flouncing around, and sometimes even push myself beyond the intended goals of the day... but, for me, getting there is a bit of a battle.

I discovered at one point that if I roll out of bed and straight into my workout gear, I can make it part way to the gym before I really wake up. Then it is too late to turn around so I go and get on with it. The other option that seems to work is picking a really unexpected time to go - such as Saturday evening - so that no one will be there and I don't mind having an excuse to get out of the house.(And it is quite interesting to see who else also has nothing better to do on a Saturday night than go to the gym!)

Unfortunately, I then have days like today that I find a "reasonable" excuse not to go right away (this blog, for example) and I end up sitting here, talking myself out of going whilst all the time chastising myself for being so easily dissuaded.

Thankfully, by merely writing this, I have guilted myself into going this afternoon. So maybe I am not so bad after all. 

(Who am I fooling, of course I am!)

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