On Sunday my husband once again dedicated his life and soul to his 15 lbs. challenge. Its only Tuesday so he's still dedicated and pissed that skipped the gym yesterday despite the fact that my tonsils are so swollen that I sound like a man and there is so much mucus in my lungs that I'm spitting like one as well. He's not going to like the fact that I don't have plans of going to the gym tonight either, which brings me to my cry for help. What can I do to motivate myself to go to the gym? I've been to every class, tried every machine and have come dollars away from hiring a personal trainer and nothing makes me want to go to the gym. Not even that nasty "done-lap" fighting its way out of the top of my jeans. I would rather be hit by a car than get on a treadmill.
Its a chore for me. I need the gym to be disguised as something fun. For instance, we rode our bikes around the neighborhood last night and I loved it. (Yes, I was much to sick to go to the gym but a bike ride I could handle.) The temps were cooler and there was an occasional breeze and it was just LOVELY. I could feel my thighs and calves burning and my heart rate was up and I was doing something good for my body and it didn't feel like work. That I could handle on a daily basis but what happens when it gets cold or its raining?
Maybe I'd find the slightest bit of motivation in a gym clothes shopping spree. I'm tired of wearing the same over sized t-shirt and mesh shorts. A new wardrobe might do the trick...but I wouldn't get my hopes up.
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Yeah, Josh nags me about going to the gym. I actually am going to go and buy a new outfit to work out in. I have these tanktops I wear that are.. wait for it... wait for it... 5 years old. That's sad. Go get some clothes!
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