Do you have a love/hate relationship with your exercise routines? I do. It goes something like this:
There was one workout I was particularly dreading. I kept fighting it. I even had dreams about it.
I made up my mind to do that workout first thing the next day. And no matter what, I was going to do it. This was war!
The workout I was going to do comprised 125 burpees.
A burpee is an exercise move that involves squatting down with your hands on the floor, then kicking your feet back while at the same time doing a push up. Then you have to jump as high as you can. You do all that in one flowing sequence.
And I was going to do 125 of them. Without backup, even.
When I woke up that morning I was really tired. Whether I actually did feel tired or whether my mind was working against me to excuse myself from working out, I don’t know.
Many times, my mind said that I was too tired to workout and that I should put off the battle till tomorrow. One more day of rest wouldn’t hurt.
I listened for a short while as my mind gave me one excuse after another. Then I did what I’ve been doing all along with my exercise routines over the past few years.
I simply ignored it.
I got my shorts and T shirt on and started working out. Still my mind was trying to get me to wave the white flag.
I did a short warm up. Then I started doing my main workout. In no time, I was puffing and panting. My poor old mind that had been making all those excuses had finally shut up.
I went on with this hard workout. When it started to get hard, my mind woke up again and told me to quit it. Too hard. As usual, I ignored it and pushed even harder throughout my workout.
The workout lasted about 20 minutes. I was done. I was exhausted. My legs were worn out. My arms were so tired I could hardly lift them.
But I felt proud. I felt accomplished.
I felt like a winner.
I managed to beat my mind that was telling me to quit. I smiled as I wiped away my dripping sweat.
Gosh! That felt good.
Off I went to the kitchen to make a delicious smoothie to nourish my body. After all, I fully deserved this tasty reward. I sat down and drank it with deep satisfaction. My tiredness was gone. I felt energized.
What would have happened if I’d listened to my mind’s excuses? I’d be sitting there feeling guilty. I’d feel far from accomplished. I’d feel really bad.
So, it’s worth it to feel proud and accomplished just for working out hard for 20 minutes. It’s worth it not to give up to my mind’s small voice telling me not to get on with my exercise routines.
And the best part is, I feel accomplished throughout the rest of the day. If I’d listened to my mind’s excuses, I’d be feeling guilty. I’d feel like a failure the whole day long.
Besides, what if I let one day like that turn into an ingrained habit? It would if I listened to my own excuses. Then that one day would turn into days. Weeks. Months and maybe even years.
Before I knew it, what would my body look like? Flabby? Out of shape? Droopy bum?
Quite likely. That thought scares me.
So, was that 20 minutes of discomfort worth it?
Yes, most definitely.
This is the scenario I go through almost every time I’m due to workout. Especially if I’m due for a hard workout.
The moral of this story? Whenever your mind tells you not to workout – unless you’re really ill – just ignore it. And get on with your exercise routines.
By the way, I’ve designed a few home workouts for you to do. They’re completely free. Check them out on these pages:
Remember, just do it. You’ll look and feel much, much better for it. ;-)