Workouts are going well. Actually, really well. I love the tri-weekly ass-beatings I have been getting. I feel so much stronger. And it feels amazing.
The strange thing is that I was lazy over the weekend. I took three days off in a row (which lately is nearly sacreligious) but it would have been so easy to take another off today. I didn't want to work out and there was a chance that Trainer Boy was going to be gone again today. When he called this morning to say the workout was on, I was not happy. After going and finishing another killer workout, I can't help but wonder why it is so easy for me to get lazy like that? I LOVE it! I love the way I feel after. I mostly love the way I feel during. I even love the attention we have been getting at the gym. Seriously, there are very few people, especially some of the regular guys, that don't comment and give us some kind of encouragement every time they pass by us as we are working out. Why would I want to voluntarily stop? Why is it so easy to just be and not keep pushing harder?
I have read a few of your blogs (or actually talked to you personally) about getting crabby when training is too heavy. I know that I am just the opposite. When I am getting my ass kicked on a regular basis, I am so much easier to be around. I feel like I have more clarity and I just don't have the energy to fight the stupid shit I normally would. I KNOW all this about myself, and still, I have no doubt that I would choose to lay on the couch and not move. I would choose to stay home from work to wallow in grief and sadness. I KNOW what helps me, and between working out and being around friends, that's really the best medicine.
So, I guess my question for the rest of you is: If we KNOW what to do, why do we so often CHOOSE not to do it?