Up oh-so-early in the morning today!
When my alarm went off, I briefly thought about shutting it down and skipping the gym. I knew Brock wasn’t going to get up to go with me, so I would be going alone. I don’t really mind – I work harder when I’m alone, I get tired faster, and I do more cardio when I go by myself. I almost talked myself out of going today.
Then I remember how I feel when I look in the mirror, and see the results that I’m getting; I remember how good that feels. I tell myself that it will keep getting better if I keep on going to the gym. I had an entire mental conversation. (Remember, this is at 4:30am. A little crazy is allowed.)
“But I just don’t have the motivation!”
“Motivation? You don’t NEED motivation… you just need to go!!”
“Just go. What is all this ‘motivation’ crap anyways? Just go.”
So I got up and went. I had a great work out, too. I’ve been cheating just a little since Brock hasn’t been going with me. Usually we break our workouts into 3 days: Day 1 – Legs and Shoulders, Day 2 – Back and Biceps, Day 3 – Chest and Triceps. When I say that I’ve been cheating, I don’t mean that I haven’t been lifting as much as I should be, or slacking. I mean that I’ve been doing a WHOLE lot more legs than anything else. I’ve been doing Legs & Shoulders at least two or three times a week instead of just once. Why, do you ask? Ahh, remember the leg post. I’m working on that!
The other thing I realized this morning is how much I enjoy driving my car by myself. Hands down the most liberating, enjoyable, expressive thing I get to do. Windows down, music up, zipping around… it makes me smile JUST because I’m doing it. I told Brock the other day that I’m sad that I don’t get to drive any more, and it sucks that gas costs so very much. I’m going to try to go out and drive every now and then, just to enjoy it and just for me.