I had a day off yesterday, and I used some of my extra time to go to the gym and get in a decent workout for a change.
I guess you could say that my exercise routines go with the seasons, so to speak. Most years, I try to work hard in the spring, maintain in the summer, finish strong in the fall. Then I try to give myself a break in November and December, only going when it’s most convenient and I really feel like it. Of course, the November/December thing gives me an opportunity to really slack off if I’m not careful. And frankly, some years, I’m not careful.
But however my workout routines go this time of year, I always get the same feeling when I do go:
I feel great.
In fact, I feel better than great. I feel like I’m fighting back against the carbs that seem to appear out of thin air during the holidays. I feel like I’m already getting a head start on next year. In my head, I’m already planning out what events I’ll compete in and how I’ll improve my technique to be the best athlete that I can. I can actually feel myself adding days, months, years to the end of my life.
Of course, that’s over-the-top optimistic. If you saw me, you’d realize that I definitely don’t look like an athlete. But on days like yesterday, I feel invincible, capable of handling any athletic endeavor. Even if I still have some poundage to shed.
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I love this post!
I spent a good chunk of time getting the snot beaten out of me on the basketball court, and guess what? I loved every second of it!
Way to go for getting in there and working hard!
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After the rare events when I get a real, honest full-body workout, I feel absolutely awesome. Then I ask myself “why don’t I do this more often?”
I still don’t know how to answer that question.
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Very motivational!
and I believe we are ALL athletes if we exercise.
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Thanks! That means a lot coming from a beast like you (and I mean that in the most athletic, professional way possible)
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