Monday, May 28, 2012
Today, after yet again another nite of poor sleep because of my shoulder, I did not want to work out. I couldn't make myself do it by thinking of the weight I had already lost. I couldn't make myself do it because of how much better my cholesterol and blood sugar are. I couldn't make myself do it by thinking of the heaviest person I know. I couldn't make myself do it by thinking of how embarrassed I would be if I regained the weight.
Finally, I thought of how I would be feeling the rest of the week if I didn't do it. It's only Monday. My goal is 200 minutes per week. So the rest of the week I would be thinking of how I had already failed. The all or nothing thinking would probably jump in and convince me not to bother again until next week. So, today, I exercised simply because I didn't want to label myself as a failure the rest of the week. I didn't really know I was going to finish my 60 minutes until I was 55 minutes into it. Then, I knew, and I did an extra 10 minutes. Now, I know the rest of the week will be easier. It's always so much easier to do something when it feels like bonus.
Sometimes it doesn't matter what makes a person exercise. It just matters whether or not you do it. I did. Woohoo for my body today!,