These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Why do you suppose this is?
I really didn't want to go to health club today. After all, I'd just gone yesterday! But, since I know I won't be able to workout tomorrow (client presentation), I forced myself.
I started with my 32 minutes of cardio followed by work on my flabby old arms. Then, to mix it up a little, I swapped my usual hip abductor exercises with some leg extensions. And right now, hours later, I still feel so good. Satisfied the way you feel after a job well done.
So why is it that the most satisfying exercise sessions are the ones I do almost under protest?
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It's definitely a universal syndrome. I'm the very same way. I joined the gym and went six times.
ReplyDeleteMaybe b/c you are going unwillingly and anything good is a plus. Glass 1/2 empty, 1/2 full thinking...maybe.
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