I really seriously do. I find nothing fun about it but, after eating all the zeppoli and pizza last night I opted to actually drag myself out of the bed this morning and go to the gym in my building.
And it is actually really nice. And its just downstairs and very open and available at all times and I’m paying for it in my amenities fees… There is absolutely no point in not taking advantage of it. That of course, doesn’t mean I like it.
So this morning, unlike the rest of the week where I woke up at 6 and after spending five minutes trying to convince myself to get out of bed and go to the gym before rolling back over and waiting till my next alarm, I actually got out of bed.
God only knows where I got the strength to do that, but I did it. I got dressed and I still went! Even after I couldn’t find my headphones so that I could listen to music or the TV.
I exercised in silence. Who’s proud of me? I sure as shit am. I did 45 minutes on the elliptical even after at 25 minutes I was like “NOPE NO MORE. I AM DONE” I kept going and finished the 45 minutes that I had put in to do.
Despite all my hopes and desires it was not empty when I got there, there were two other girls in there and about 5 minutes before I left a guy came in to do his thing.
I felt woefully inadequate doing my thing on the elliptical, but better for actually having been there.
All that said, exercise still does not make me happy. But it does make the little green lights on my ActiveLink light up getting me damn close to 100% for the day before 7 a.m. and THAT makes me happy. I reached 1 WW activity point before Noon. So I will take that and run with it.
Though not literally, I hate running.