Seriously guys? The notes from my post last night still have me choked. And jazzed. 🙂
I was really tired today for some reason. No exercise yesterday, so planned on going to the gym today for sure. Was tempted to stay home and cuddle with my not-so-little-dog and go to sleep early. But then she started barking like a maniac at some squirrels outside and that was my cue to go.
I don't know who tweeted this or originally said it, but the saying “You never regret going to the gym. You only regret NOT going” is soooo true. I had some anxiety issues related to the gym today. Not sure where they crept up from, but my mind was thinking:
– It's a Tuesday during gym “rush hour!” OMG, it's going to be crowded and people will look at me!
– What if I don't have a clear little space to do my warmup? What if people look at me like I'm stupid and have to step over me to get to their equipment?
– What if the treadmill I like to use is taken and I have to go to one front and center?
– My legs are still sore, what if they cramp up and I fall over?
Yes, I know I'm nutso. These thoughts were completely my own made up stumbling blocks. Mental demons meant to psych me out of something I have enjoyed doing lately- going to work out. And of course as you know the story goes, I had none of these problems, whatsoever. The gym wasn't nearly as crowded as I thought, I had plenty of space to warm up, the treadmill was available and my legs were less sore during my workout than before.
There were a couple of points though, while at the gym, that made me doubt myself:
The treadmill next to me had a really cute girl running fast on there. It was easy for her. And yet there I went, at 2.3 on a 1 incline, on my treadmill. That's like Sunday-stroll pace. But that's what it took for me to keep me in the proper heart rate range for today, so I did it. Halfway through my 40 minutes on it, the girl was still going strong. Some light bulb in my head went off. LET ME DO ME! This is MY workout, and whatever I need to do to finish it is MY prerogative. Forget the comparisons or jealousies I have in my head to this girl, or any of the other people in the gym going at full speed.
The second point of doubt came when I finished 40 minutes of walking and decided to do the elliptical the remaining 20 minutes. I knew I'd have to go slow. I got over my mental block on the treadmill, so that made no difference to me. I picked a machine and started. What I thought was hilarious was that at the pace I was trying to go, the elliptical kept telling me I was “Pausing” and would stop tracking my time. Like I had paused to take a drink of water or something! It was really annoying, but I just threw the towel over the display and finished my 20 minutes.
Ironically, while on the elliptical, on the cardio theater I watched a special on TLC about the worlds biggest Rice Krispie treat being made by some town. It has completely turned me off to the goodness that is a Rice Krispie treat, because that gigantic thing looked NAS-TAY!