I started going to the gym 1 year ago this month. When I first joined, I was working 2 part-time food service jobs and felt like I was in a rut and needed to just move. I know I needed to lose weight, but I wasn’t at a place where I felt ready to lose it. I just wanted to be active. However, January came around-and I was finally at a place where I felt emotionally ready and dedicated to start my weight loss. I joined weight watchers, had a personal trainer session to learn about what weight exercises to do, and worked out on a more regular basis.
I had to FORCE myself to go to the gym. I used every motivation strategy in the book. However, today as I was at the gym-I realized I was having fun, and I was excited to be there. I realized somehow, I learned to look forward to go to the gym. The gym is my me time, it is a place where I can put on my headphones, rock out to some good upbeat music, and do something specifically for me and only me. I am alone, in my own thoughts, or not. I can either reflect on something important, focus on a funny memory, think about what I’m going to do in the weekend, or just drown myself in my music and my workout rhythm.
I realized, if you say you hate going to the gym, and that you have to force yourself to go to the gym-then it’s not going to be a pleasant time. However, if you start saying I like going, I have fun, this will be good for me (even if it is a lie at first), eventually, you’ll wake up and realize-wow this is actually fun. It’s all about perspective.