Friday, August 28, 2009

I took a 2 week "workout vacation"

Which really just means that I was too (lazy, busy, stressed, sick, sleep deprived, anxious). Any of these will do. It's so hard to get back into the flow of things after taking a break. Wedding planning is STRESSFUL. So many decisions to be made, and cookies and ice cream seem to be the only thing that will make the pain go away.

After some encouraging/bullying words from some of my favorite trainers and fellow gym mates I forced myself back into the gym on Wednesday. As soon as I got into the parking lot, I was trying to think of as many excuses as possible why I had to leave. Then I decided to stop being a baby, and just go back in. I guess in my mind I always think that people are going to give me a really hard time about not being in the gym...which of course makes every day even harder to go in and get back into it. And of course, I am wrong about this. Everyone was so happy to see me, and they were so encouraging about me being back. D'oh. I should have guessed I was wrong.

Working out felt good and bad all at the same time. Good in the way where I knew I wanted to do it, and I would feel better when I was done. Today, working out felt like I was going to pass out a little (Brittany will do that to you). I guess basically I'm saying if you are trying to make excuses why you can't go to the gym, I understand. I understand, but I will also encourage you to just get back in there. Your body will be happy that you did.

As I was leaving the gym, Natalie, one of the trainers at EQ, told me that she was proud of me and that I deserved to be "member of the month". Member of the month?!?! Man, don't I feel like an ass for not going back to the gym sooner. What kind of example am I setting? :)

No comments:

Post a Comment