There are not many days that I CRAVE working out. In fact, most days I would rather be curled up in our Love Sac with a good book. But since I'm a mom, we all know that's not going to happen any time soon. Even worse, my workouts tend to be on my lunch hour. So convincing myself to jaunt my grouchy butt over to the rec center so I can sweat it out is almost an impossible task. Add in the girls I refer to as gazelles, and my motivation plummets even further.
And we ALL know who the gazelles are. They are the ones jogging effortlessly on the track. Or they are trucking away at 7+ mph hour on the treadmill. They lift weights with ease and contort themselves into human pretzels when stretching. They are toned and tan and look like human barbie dolls. You know who I am talking about....the ones who make exercise look easy.
I have NEVER been that gazelle. I can keep a pace of 5.2 mph and go for quite aways. But if I were to run at 7 mph, you can bet that I would trip, slam my face on the treadmill, and be thrown off like a rock skipping across water. Yup, that's me.
However as much as I hate that saying, it is true. I have never regretted a workout, but always regret skipping out on one. That is when I have remind myself that this journey isn't a quick trip, it's about changing our mindsets to change our lives. To change our lives, we have to change our lifestyles. So no matter how many excuses we can come up with to not work out, the benefits are so much sweeter than the excuses. Because we all know what excuses are like.... and everybody has one.
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