For a number of reasons, my workouts have been slacking lately, which totally isn’t like me. Not even a little bit. Some of my reasons are legit, and others are probably a stretch.
I had braces installed on my grill and it took me a week to adjust to my new level of discomfort and to learn how to eat again. It’s the little things, right (sorry a little sarcasm oozed out there). Plus, I was too embarrassed to have everybody see the braces, so I skipped the gym, which was a horrible idea. Nothing robs you of your confidence like no exercise, coupled with a metal mouth.
I did get some really bad blisters on the heels of my feet, which broke open and became bloody messes and sneakers were nearly impossible. I literally hobbled around the first couple days, so I used that as another excuse to skip the gym, and that might have been fine for a day or two, but not a week. I know my feet were funky (and not in that way, because they smell like roses), but there was nothing wrong with my arms, my shoulders, my core…you get the idea.
I’ve been super busy at work, so I haven’t taken the time to hit up the gym on my lunch hour. I convinced myself my time would be better spent wrapping up a huge project than getting my sweat on, and that actually was true for one or two days, but not all the days. I can also say with certainty, I accomplish more and overall work better and smarter when I take time to step away and exercise. It helps me manage my stress, which means I’m happier. Take it from me, HAPPINESS, along with HEALTH is EVERYTHING.
What amazes me is no matter how much of a workout buff you are, once you drop that routine, for whatever reason, it’s so damn easy to talk yourself out of doing it again; like ridiculously easy.
I started hitting the gym again this week, and it feels good. It feels really good, although I’m not gonna lie; I’ve had to argue with myself every single day just to get there and then to show up. It’s been tough, and that’s the point of this whole post. I struggle too sometimes. I know you all think I’m Iron Man. You do right? If not, then I missed a step along the way because I certainly like to think of myself that way (she says, while thumping chest wildly). I mean really, who wouldn’t?
The plus side of all this is I walk away from every workout feeling just a little bit better about myself. I’m mentally stronger and feel refreshed; going to the gym has been more invigorating than taking an entire day off of work.
I’m starting to get my swag back, which is a great thing for my Hubby. More swag equals more confidence, which leads to more bedroom antics, which turns into a stronger marriage. So the number one reason to workout is to strengthen your marriage by making mad monkey love. Bet ya didn’t see that one coming.
Why do you go the gym? What benefits do you get from it? When you struggle, how do you overcome it?