Sunday, March 10, 2013
Something I need to get through my head. Exercise is not so bad. In fact, dare I go so far as to say: Exercise feels good?
It's so hard to get out of the house. One thing or another can be a good excuse for a delay. Someone's on the phone. I just need to review this email. But, I've got to do this laundry. It's kind of been this way my whole life. Even with things I've loved to do -- go to a museum or a concert, learning to ski -- I've met with my own resistance in getting out the door.
Exercise, like those other things, is enjoyable in the end. The good feelings rarely fail to materialize once I get going. My step always has more bounce on the walk home from the gym, even if my tail is dragging and the walk is a bit harder than before.
Now I have to remember this tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after that. Writing down the feeling as a way to preserve it -- to remember it -- seems like a good start.