Today's workout was like all my workouts. I came home exhausted and dreading it. I thought about ways I could avoid it. In truth, had I not committed myself to doing the Power 90 challenge and announced it on Facebook through my blog, I would have skipped exercising today. Which would lead to not working out tomorrow. And probably not the next day. Etcetera. This has been my history.
But I did workout today. And as usually happens, about five minutes after I started, I began to enjoy myself, feeling my muscles working and my joints growing more limber. I could tell I was making progress. As I was doing pushups, I could tell that I was growing stronger. I could do 5 half-pushups before I needed a break instead of 3 (sadly, I'm not exaggerating) . I could do 4 sets instead of 3. I could go lower to the ground. And as always, as I was marvelling at my small improvements, I found myself wondering why I don't workout more often. And how sad it is that I can't even do a pushup.
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