You know those people who love working out? I am not one of those people. I would like to say I have a love/hate relationship with exercise, but that's not true. It's all hate. I don't know if I don't like working out because I don't give it enough time or if it's just because I'm chubby, but I really hate it.
But you know what I hate more than the actual exercising? Those people who love it. The ones who tell you: "Oh don't worry! You'll find something you love and then you'll get addicted." No. You know what I'm addicted to? Donuts. And french fries. I'm definitely addicted to food. I can't imagine liking exercise as much as I like Hot Cheetos.
Nonetheless, I have recently started to go to the gym. I would like to say I'm going because of my health. When I went to the doctor last, he told me: "wow, did you know you were 30 pounds obese?! You sure gained that quickly." I didn't know whether to laugh, cry or sock him - hard. I ended up deciding to just laugh and got some ice cream afterward. But no, my health is not the main reason I'm working out. The main reason is because I want to look hot for my birthday (hey, we all have to have our motivation).
So a week ago, I found myself trudging to the gym after class. I made myself put on my yoga pants and a shirt, I made myself fill up my water bottle and I made myself get on the treadmill. Thirty minutes later, after struggling to keep my heart rate over sixty-five percent and also trying not to die, I was a sweaty mess. I still made myself get on the stair stepper and do another 15 minutes on there. By the time I went home I was so tired that I fell asleep on the couch after just sitting there for five minutes. It was terrible, I hated it and it obviously didn't work because I still wasn't skinny.
It's been a week now and I'm still making myself go. It hasn't gotten any easier to convince myself that it's worth it to look bomb for my birthday. BUT I have found that it...
1. It is SO important to have a good gym partner (s/o to my girl Serena!). Nothing helps me more when I feel like giving up than looking over and seeing her give me a thumbs up. Also when she's counting on me to go, it makes it a lot harder to decide to just go home.
And 2. I always feel amazing after I go. Yeah I feel dead, and yeah all I want to do is sleep but I definitely have a sense of accomplishment.
So while, I may not ever love working out, or put "Gym Rat" in my Twitter bio I will continue to go to the gym. I even found myself eating a salad and drinking water after so I don't "waste my workout." Weird. I'm even starting to care about the health aspects of it, not just looking hot. Well, not really but I'm going to keep telling myself that until I do.
