May 30th, 2006
Memorial Day
My main memories from memorial days of years past is eating too much BBQ, getting too much sun and the summers first ice cream.
So basically, this year was no different.
So the working out wasn’t stellar this weekend. Things started off badly on Friday morning when I overslept and missed my session with Terri. However, I am very proud to say that I did not go out to CT Friday after work, but decided to go on Saturday so that I could get my work out in at the gym.
Prior to getting there I made a list of the exercises I wanted to do, the reps, the weights, etc. Basically, I had a plan. I’ve found that when I am not really in the mood to work out it is easier to have a sort of checklist, because having no plan when I have that sort of attitude means a half-assed and a general waste of time workout.
So armed, with my sheet, I headed up to the weight area after warming up. I won’t lie and say that it was fun or that once I started I really enjoyed myself and didn’t think of every minute of my time that I would have rather spent elsewhere. No, I will not lie. It sucked. However, with my checklist, I went through the exercises that I wanted to and got my work out done.
We all have those great times at the gym where you are super motivated, have a ton of energy and actually really want to work out. Those times are certainly not the norm for me, but I’m always less proud about those workouts. The ones that really mean something are the ones that where you did not want to go. The ones that are a struggle from getting there to the first rep to every minute of cardio to getting dressed and leaving. Those workouts are the ones taht really matter and the ones to feel good about because those are the ones that historically I would blow off.
So, despite plenty of BBQ this weekend and a sunburn the likes of which I haven’t seen since highschool, I feel fine about this past weekend. Sure I had my first Dairy Queen blizzard of the season, I mean you really can’t fight that level of tradition. However, armed with my monumental effort on the Friday, I feel okay about it. I know now, that I have it in me to get to the gym and do my exercises whether I really want to or not. It’s becoming a habit and I think that may be one of my most important accomplishments so far. I mean, think of how hard it is to break bad habits, I hope that it is just as hard to break a good one (obviously I have not had much experience with those). posted by Flab to Fab