I found this funny graphic the other day and I felt like it was downloaded straight from my current mindset.
This winter has been so flippin hard and I've hated going to the gym. Being the super-athletic sportswoman - spot the scarcasm- that I am, you'd not thing you'd hear me say things like that but oh.my.goodness. I have hated these past few months. I had a friend ask me the other day "Don't you hate getting out of bed that early to go to the gym every day? " Well actually. Yes. I do.
Anyway, this morning I sat in the car for 10 minutes listening to the radio before I went into the gym. You can imagine the battle going on in my mind. I finally relented and wandered in, kicked some ass with the weights and left.
On my return home I got a text from my gym. "Congratulations on your 400th visit to the gym this morning, keep up the amazing work".
And then the day today has been warm. I slept on the floor in the sun. I got too hot. I started to remember summer. And dread the shorts, perhaps.
And then I looked up and saw this layout above my desk. And I remembered why I do it in the first place. Essentially if I didn't like the gym, or perhaps just the results from going to the gym, I wouldn't be going. Never let it be said that it's easy or that I always like it. I guess it comes down to it being something I can do compleetly for myself. And that's kinda cool. Even at 5.30am.