It’s Late Afternoon
I raise my arms to my car’s steering wheel and I can hardly lift them. My arms are heavy and every muscle quivers with a familiar, pleasant fatigue. For a minute, I pause to acknowledge the warm energy running through body and then slowly, I start the car’s engine. I feel good.
One Hour and 18oo mls of water, earlier……
I didn’t really want to work out today. At least, not all of me wanted to. My mind was the enthusiastic one. My body, a little fatigued from a late night looking after sick children, didn’t agree.
I began slowly, focussing on the loud, upbeat music playing in the room. In a few minutes my energy had lifted as another gym goer began working out beside me and it didn’t seem long till fifteen minutes on the cross trainer was gone. I looked at the workout record – 160 calories and 2 kilometres. Okay, I thought that is a start.
My first bottle of water was empty, so I refilled and moved to the weights room. Weights, my mind began to groan. They’re heavy.
The Body/Mind Thing
My body was energised a little now, so thankfully it took over and I found myself pushing the chest press. Three sets of 12 reps. And half a bottle of water.
My body wasn’t noticing it’s fatigue so much now. Good. Maybe I’ll get this done after all.
Onward and Upward
One weights exercise I have always loved is leg presses. Weird. I don’t know why I enjoy it so much, but when I recently pressed 60 kg of weight I was happy. Deliriously and ridiculously. Maybe it’s because each time I add a little weight I remember this fit and energetic girl (younger than me) whom I met on my first gym visit. She was pushing 100 kg at the time and I was in total awe of her. I guess it was then that I began a subconscious desire to the same. And I’m getting a little closer each week.
Bicep curls aren’t much fun sometimes, but I did them anyway. A few sets on the high low pulley then saw my caesarean section scar nearly pop right open!! My abs were certainly being worked, as well as my triceps ( the muscles the machine is intended to target).
By now I was two bottles of water down and watching the clock. I am usually on a time restriction when I visit the gym, but I wasn’t leaving till I’d finished the workout. The fact that I’d forgotten my iPod was still annoying me though – I needed something to tune out the ads for funeral plans ( I know, what are they thinking???) that kept playing on the cable tv.
Argghh, I needed my music.
Thankfully it soon became a bit easier to ignore the intermittent ads as two rather strong (okay and good-looking) muscular guys entered the room. They smiled and even politely offered to carry a weight to my next machine for me. Thanks, but no thanks guys. I know I’m a woman, but I’m here to lift weights, so I will.
Still it feels good to be treated well by your fellow humans and at a time when I may have been tempted to stop, I kept going.
A few distractions are good.
The Last Bit
The rest of the workout wasn’t hard at all. I refilled my water bottle for the third time and then did another 10 minutes on the cross trainer.
Yep, my muscles shook a little at the end, but my energy levels were high. I was glad I came.
Have you had days like this? Have you tried to get through a workout when motivation was low? Or perhaps you’re still wondering whether weights and workouts are the thing for you?