Find a Workout You Enjoy

 

Yesterday I went downstairs into my basement where music was blasting on the speakers, the bass shaking the walls, and a trainer was shouting instructions to my sister and her friend. They were doing pulsing squats to start but I knew they were in for a hard sweat-session.

“You’re not going to join us?” my sister shouted to me.

“It’ll mess up my program,” I said.

She laughed to her friend. “Told you she’d say that.”

I ran back up the stairs without a hint of guilt.

 

saying “no thanks” is okay

Sure, it would “mess up my program”. I lift four days a week and the rest days are important, but also, I don’t enjoy that kind of HIIT training they were doing. I never did.

Before I discovered the magic of strength-training, I probably would’ve joined my sister and her friend whilst begging for time to speed up. I’d be happy I did it afterwards, I would’ve told myself.

But now that I found something I enjoy doing which also lets me reach my fitness goals, I say “No thanks” to everything else I don’t enjoy.

you do you

I’m writing this post because I saw my friend at the gym yesterday. She’s a badass. She runs half-marathons. And she was warming up on the stair-master for twenty-five minutes before her tough workout.

Me? I walked on the treadmill for 5 minutes, did some warm ups for my muscles depending on what muscle groups I was working that day, and got to my workout. (Which consists of somewhere between 4 to 15 reps and then at least 2 minutes of rest between sets.)

It’s perfect for me because I know it works. I’m happy with how my body looks. I don’t have to feel bad that I’m not dripping with sweat.

I didn’t know this before I started strength-training. I thought something was wrong with me because I hated working out. I didn’t understand why people loved pushing themselves until their quads burned on spin bikes in a dark room for 50 minutes. I didn’t understand folding into downward dog in a warm room. I didn’t understand 20 burpees and 50 jumping jacks. I didn’t understand 1 hour of tennis. I didn’t understand going to the gym 6 days a week. I didn’t understand running 3 miles.

But now I’ve found something I do understand—strength training. 4 days a week. No more than 70 minutes in the gym, half of that time spent resting. I’m stronger than I’ve ever been and I’ve got more muscle than I’ve ever had!

 

My message to you is this

Don’t be afraid to say “No thanks” to a workout. Find something you love to do and it won’t be work. You’ll want to go to the gym on Christmas morning before opening presents (or maybe I’m just insane). You’ll consider the gym as part of your vacation. You’ll never want to skip it, because it isn’t work. It’s joy!

Tell me . . .

What do you love to do? And what have you said “No” to recently?