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I think the only thing that had me at the gym today was the routine of the last week. The kids were expectantly waiting to get out of the house first thing and I was sore and unmotivated. In the end, the kids won out. Well that and my constant mantra of “you’ll be glad you went after you get there.”
Today was just cardio and I managed 25 minutes on the elliptical and another 20 on my new worst enemy best friend the arc trainer. How can the arc trainer not be motivating when it flashes that you are burning 800 calories an hour. As if I could make it an entire hour on that thing, but it’s a nice thought.
Though I admit there is something deflating about doing my best and being reminded of how far I have to go. I don’t know yet if it’s better or worse that the treadmills are at the front of the room. On one hand, I’m glad not to have a row of super fit runners behind me slogging my way through a workout. Then again it’s not exactly motivating for me to catch a case of comparisonitis.
Again, still the fat girl at the gym. Still wishing that the end point was in sight, that the goal of being a healthy weight wasn’t seeming like such an insurmountable task. It is indeed 10x easier to put the weight on than to take it off. Food tastes good. Dragging yourself to the gym to sweat it out among the fit masses, not such a fun thing right now. I’m not sure what or when the turning point will be. Sometimes I guess you just have to keep going only knowing you’re headed in the right direction.
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