It’s really easy to convince myself not to work out. The weather, time, homework, being tired, bad day, errands, period, all the fun stuff. All so easy. This week though I’m two days in with working out and it feels good.
It mostly feels good because I finally got off my ass to get back into strength training. My running has been on and off but still fairly regularish. My strength training however has suffered. I can’t even remember the last time I did a strength training routine. I’m pretty sure it was the summer.
So now that I got back on the running and the eating proper portions deal, it was time to get my ass again.
Today I did lower body work and I pushed myself enough but not too much. I was shaking and aching but in all the good ways at the end of it. Thursday I’ll do upper body. Next week I’ll get back into some more complicated strength work.
Yea, fun fact, even though I was a personal trainer (and am still certified as such), I’m still a regular person who struggles with maintaining a workout routine. Shocking! I know! Maybe if I was into becoming a body builder I’d have better focus on it but as it turns out – I’m just like everybody else – making excuses and not working out enough.
So who wants to be my workout buddy? I need someone that’ll run/bike/elliptical/strength train with me at the gym weekly to entertain me. Who’s in?!!?
No one I’m sure.
Alas, I shall sweat alone.
Anyway – today made me feel good. Who knew working out could feel so good?!?
Oh right. I did.
“I don’t sing because I’m happy. I’m happy because I sing.” William James
Whoa. It’s like the story of my life.