Many of my days are spent thinking about my workouts. My next workout. Sometimes I am so darn excited I can’t get it out of my head. I’ll spend my entire work day anticipating getting to the gym. And I love my job, so it’s not like I’m watching the clock for the day to end so I can get the heck outta there, I just really, really can’t wait to get to my happy place.
Let me clear, the gym is not my only happy place, but it sure does change my mood!
How I feel about the gym these days is a lot different than how I felt years ago when I wrote about my addiction to exercise. Back then, though it was just a couple of years ago, it was an addiction. I was obsessed with when I was going to exercise next and was working out several times a day, every day. Now, I’m just excited about my fitness goals and the tasks in front of me and how I feel after I’ve completed the workout. I’m not dissing my workout goals when I was addicted because I had great goals and I thoroughly enjoyed my workouts. I think my biggest problem then was that it was controlling me and almost every move I made. (Cue The Police’s Every Breath You Take.)
These days when I plan a routine for the gym – or even for one of my classes – I’m taking my fitness to new levels. I’m taking on tasks that I never thought I’d be doing – or interested in. And when I’m finished, when my time is finally up and I’m ready to leave, I am usually quite pleased with how my time was spent and with what I accomplished.