Sanity Reigns
So while I still have doubts about my ability to keep weight off long term, and whether I want to be the sort of person who cares about keeping weight off long term, I'm back exercising, staying awake when I get home from work, and feeling better about myself.
Maybe it was just the hangover from hell after all that, I don't know. I think, on reflection, I was a bit hasty blaming it on losing weight when I've been doing that for a while, albeit slower, and felt fine. I should have blamed the beer, really. I've learnt my lesson.
But I'm not racing to get that drunk again for a while. Anyway, this morning for the first time this week I felt able to do a decent workout. Monday and Tuesday I got to the gym, looked at the exercise bike (which I usually find pretty much the easiest machine), decided it was too hard. Went to the pool and found I couldn't swim and went to sit in the steam room. This morning I was back on track with 45 minutes on the cross trainer and 25 minutes walking on the treadmill. All before work, too, I'll have you know.
I love morning workouts, and I suspect the fact I've not been doing them properly for the past few days didn't help my mood any. I find that it really sets me up for the day ahead and makes me feel like I've achieved something before I even get to work. It also means I have far fewer excuses for not exercising because, while I do sometimes work late and feel like I can't be bothered to do anything after work, I rarely have to start work excessively early, and if my alarm goes off at the time I need it to go off to get to the gym (and it does this every morning), then I'm awake and I don't have much else to do, so why not exercise? It's almost a routine now, and a routine I never thought I'd pick up. Even my friends who have always been gym bunnies don't see how I can exercise in the morning, but for me, it's the only time I can face it.
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