Long gone are the days when I actually enjoyed going to the gym. In high school, I'd go for an hour to two hours at a time and be delightfully happy.
Now I'm lucky if I can motivate my lazy ass to get off the couch and onto the treadmill for 35 minutes. And it's not a very enthralling 35 minutes either. It starts out painfully, thinking "OMGI'mGoingToDie" for the first 5 minutes before I hit my stride. Then towards the end of 3.1 miles, I start thinking "OMGWhenIsThisGoingToEnd".
(Why 3.1 miles? I tell myself I have to run a 5k before I'm allowed to stop. I don't know why, but I listen better to myself when I make up rules like that.)
Weight training is not any better. I can't make myself do multiple reps, multiple sets of stupid free weights or machines. *YAWN* BOOOOORING.
I would post my exercise log on this blog to give myself some public accountability, but I'm probably too lazy to even do that. *SIGH* Sloth is definitely my deadliest sin of choice.
I will admit though, I do feel very productive after my workout. It's a pretty great feeling of accomplishment after I've run a few miles, and worked on my abs ("Beach muscles" MM calls them, because they're useless and he doesn't care about them). Too bad I can't fast forward through the 45 minutes it takes to get there.
Any tips for motivation out there?
Rock climbing. It seems that everyone who picks that up comes out with a killah bod. In theory, the motivation = an objective (get to the top, don't plunge to your death, don't look like a fool, etc.)
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Hi hun, how have you been? :) Funny, I've started hitting the gym at my condo recently and got on the treadmill. But I've only done walking for half an hour, starting really easy because I haven't worked out in forever!!! Good luck and stay fit. *xo*
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