Does anyone know about this temporary memory loss thing? You know, the one where you forget how good it feels to go to the gym, and think of every possible excuse to not go?
Last night, it was cold. Dark. I was in comfy pants. Hubby came home, and even encouraged me to curl up under the covers for awhile. And so, I thought I'd resign to another evening in warmth rather than venturing out to the gym. (Really, I'm over my cold now, so I can't use that as an excuse!).
But then I remembered that promise to myself. I'll walk to the gym. If I get there, and I still don't want to go, I'll come home.
Even after I had my coat and shoes on, I was still whining at the door. But off I went, into the cold dark night. When I got to the gym, I decided to wander inside. The blast of warmth and energy perked me up right away. When I saw all those fit people sweating it out, I wanted to join in the fun. Seriously.
I stayed for about 40 minutes, worked my little heart out, and felt like singing on the way home. Of course, I want to do it again tonight. I'm sure that I'll whine a bit again. But why? Why do we so quickly forget about that post-exercise high, and make excuses to not go?
I guess because it's still hard work right now. Eventually, I'll feel like I can't live without exercise. Not quite there, yet, but well on my way.
Day Three today - I'm feeling really good so far. I'm really worried that there won't be a loss on the scale this Saturday, though. I'm working hard - but sometimes the scale doesn't always reward. Either way, I'm carrying on diligently until then.
Looks like the amazing Christy and Carolyn are kicking some butt! I'm proud of you gals!
Have a great day!