
Honestly, sometimes I have absolutely no idea how I do it - exercise that is. I constantly have people looking at me day to day like I am some super human because I exercise regularly and lead a fairly healthy lifestyle. As if it's like second nature. Right!
Today I drove myself halfway across the city in this ridiculous weather. (note the date - Jan 28, 2009). I left my client and practically skated in my car to get to the gym which is down the street from my house. As I'm sliding (with snow tires!), I'm asking myself is it worth risking my life to go back out and see another client in the afternoon just to make a few bucks? That's not my style and thankfully for me, I have wonderful clients who would like to see me again alive.
So as my ABS brakes save me more than once, I park across the street from the gym and go inside; just to see only a few others as crazy as me to leave their homes/offices/ whatever, to get in a workout. And let me tell you, there's nothing more de-motivating than an almost empty gym and a blizzard waiting for you on the outside. But I suck it up, put on my iPod and let the tunes take me anywhere but here and get my sweat on. Because I know that on days like today, when it seems like everything else is stacked up against me, that's when I need a good old fashioned workout the most. It's my one thing that I do for myself that gives me peace, space and something else to focus on other than lunches, homework and whatever else that hits me head on when I walk in the door. If I don't go burn off steam with some heavy weights and old school funk blasting in my ears, I can even notice my mood is lower and I just don't have the energy I need for my two girls.
Having said that, we are not all the same. Although sometimes I would rather have a root canal that workout, I'm pretty diligent about getting my ass in gear and doing what I need to do for my sanity and my health. It's part of my type A personality. Not only am I a personal trainer, but I am a mother and I know what could potentially happen in the long run if I did not get to the gym at least three times per week. Not only could if affect my health, but I would be one unhappy person. And that's no good when I'm trying to raise two beautiful girls.
Today I drove myself halfway across the city in this ridiculous weather. (note the date - Jan 28, 2009). I left my client and practically skated in my car to get to the gym which is down the street from my house. As I'm sliding (with snow tires!), I'm asking myself is it worth risking my life to go back out and see another client in the afternoon just to make a few bucks? That's not my style and thankfully for me, I have wonderful clients who would like to see me again alive.
So as my ABS brakes save me more than once, I park across the street from the gym and go inside; just to see only a few others as crazy as me to leave their homes/offices/ whatever, to get in a workout. And let me tell you, there's nothing more de-motivating than an almost empty gym and a blizzard waiting for you on the outside. But I suck it up, put on my iPod and let the tunes take me anywhere but here and get my sweat on. Because I know that on days like today, when it seems like everything else is stacked up against me, that's when I need a good old fashioned workout the most. It's my one thing that I do for myself that gives me peace, space and something else to focus on other than lunches, homework and whatever else that hits me head on when I walk in the door. If I don't go burn off steam with some heavy weights and old school funk blasting in my ears, I can even notice my mood is lower and I just don't have the energy I need for my two girls.
Having said that, we are not all the same. Although sometimes I would rather have a root canal that workout, I'm pretty diligent about getting my ass in gear and doing what I need to do for my sanity and my health. It's part of my type A personality. Not only am I a personal trainer, but I am a mother and I know what could potentially happen in the long run if I did not get to the gym at least three times per week. Not only could if affect my health, but I would be one unhappy person. And that's no good when I'm trying to raise two beautiful girls.