Tuesday, September 07, 2004
how easily we forget
I've started working out regularly again. I have a schedule—Tuesday and Thursdays after work, I go to the gym; Friday, I take a yoga class—and I've been sticking to it.
And, wadda ya know, I feel a million times better—mentally, physically, emotionally. My self-esteem is back up.
But, see, I know that working out makes me feel better. I know that, when I make the effort to go to the gym or take a yoga class, I will feel a zillion times better, all-around. But sometimes it's just too hard to go (particularly at 6 am) and sometimes I'm just too tired. And sometimes, after I've begged off a few times in a row, I start to forget how much better I felt when I was still making myself go to the gym regularly.
I don't really know what this post is about except that I'm out of the mini-funk I was in for a while. It seemed memorable enough to share.
And, wadda ya know, I feel a million times better—mentally, physically, emotionally. My self-esteem is back up.
But, see, I know that working out makes me feel better. I know that, when I make the effort to go to the gym or take a yoga class, I will feel a zillion times better, all-around. But sometimes it's just too hard to go (particularly at 6 am) and sometimes I'm just too tired. And sometimes, after I've begged off a few times in a row, I start to forget how much better I felt when I was still making myself go to the gym regularly.
I don't really know what this post is about except that I'm out of the mini-funk I was in for a while. It seemed memorable enough to share.
