I am awake at 6am on a Sunday so that I can go get my workout in…yes this is voluntary! There is no pressing reason for me to REALLY be doing this, I just want to.
I know what you’re thinking, “This girl is off her rocker! It’s Sunday. Go back to bed!”
I used to go to the gym because I had to. I had to get myself stage ready. The thought of walking on stage in high heels and wearing next to nothing was pretty good motivation! The issue with this is that I didn’t enjoy it. I didn’t really want to be at the gym. It became one more thing that I had to do. It was like I tried to put too many things on my plate, because if it was overflowing and I was managing it, then everyone would see how capable I was.
I used to tell people about my jam-packed existence with pride, now I look back at it and find it a bit scary!! What I was working toward actually started to define me — not good! I am so glad those days are over!
These days I enjoy my gym time. It’ is just challenging enough and not overly time-consuming. I find I work hard because I enjoy it. No more just going through the motions!
I’m happier and healthier in all facets of my life. I have struck a good balance. I’m taking on the world in a sensible way, and scrapping my old “pile it on” frame of mind 🙂
Onward and upward!