Exercise routines are hard to start. The first day is great. Your fired up, your ready to go. You've decided enough is enough and things have got to change. So getting on that treadmill on day 1, that's a piece of cake. The running routine is a little rough, don't get me wrong, but by jiminy you set a goal and you met that goal. . . on day 1.
Yeah, the hard thing about a new exercise routine is the routine bit. The first few sessions are always pretty decent. It feels good even. However, sooner rather than later there's a day where I just don't wanna. There's nothing really wrong with me, I'm just tired or something and I don't want to. If I don't push through it, often enough that's the end of the routine.
The secret is that its easy, in the end, to sit still, or find little things to keep occupied. It's hard to get all dressed up for half an hour of exertion. It's easy to rationalize a day off (not counting a legitimate rest day).
Today was the day I really didn't want to but I did it anyway. I put on my silly running pants and I slogged through the running routing on the treadmill. I'm glad I did, but I'm still not looking forward to tomorrow. Hopefully it feels better when tomorrow arrives.
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