I started going back to the gym last week. I hate when I am not able to go. I feel out of control, not really focused, and just plain old lazy. I also eat more when I am not working out which makes me feel guilty, put on weight, and BLAH.
I am very routine oriented. And when it comes to the gym, that part of my personality is probably maginified. I have my set workout and do everything in my power not to fall short. If I don’t complete my usual workout routine, I feel like it was pointless to exercise at all. I know with everything in me that that last sentence is a load of crap. But, I feel good when I complete everything which is my point.
The other day, I left very soon after I checked in at the gym. I tried to push myself because I know I always feel so much better afterwards but I just couldn’t. I was feeling dizzy, nauseous and just felt a huge need to lay down. After agonizing about it for a few minutes, I got off the machine, headed into the lockerroom and laid down across one of the benches. I drank some water and gatorade, took deep breathes, and after a little while, I was completely fine.
After I caught my breath, I was thinking about going back on the machines to finish my workout.
But I didn’t.
Instead, I packed up my stuff, got in the car and came home.
This was one of the first times in a while where I was OKAY only doing a little bit of exercise compared to what I was accustomed to. I didn’t look at myself as a failure this time. I think I am slowly starting to realize that whether or not I do an hour on a machine or half an hour, it doesn’t matter. In the scheme of things, sticking to such a rigourous routine doesn’t get you anywhere. If anything, it makes you feel frustrated because most people aren’t able to do so much day after day. There are days for everyone where they can’t perform at the level they usually do. And that is okay.
Listen your body. Always, always listen to your body…