What the hell...??
In my entire life I have NEVER thought to myself "I want to work out" when I did not absolutely have to do it. Working out has always been a means to an end for me, rather than something I do for fun.
Naps. Those are fun things. Snuggles. Reading a good book. Working out? That's for suckers. I work out in the morning to get it over with because it's not typically something that I enjoy. Rather, it is a chore that must be endured.
In fact, my habit of working out for 40 minutes on the elliptical 6 days a week is so well known that many of my friends on MyFitnessPal asked if I was feeling OK, because a workout of only 15 minutes is out of character for me - - it was such a short workout that something must be wrong. I was genuinely touched by my friends' concern, and surprised that they noticed. The thing was, this workout did not need to happen at all - - I had met my objective of 6 x 40 minute workouts this week, and today was my day off from exercising.
And yet this morning I woke up and even though I did not need to, I decided to do an easy 15 minutes on the elliptical, "just for fun". Wow. Something is changing in my brain that affects the way I look at exercise.
Is it the endorphins? Do I even get them? I'm not sure. This morning was a revelation to me. This was the first time - - ever - - that I exercised for fun, and I enjoyed it.
Maybe I am actually experiencing a lifestyle change, where my habits and patterns of behaviour are starting to be positive things that reinforce other good behaviours. If so, that's fantastic. Even if it's not, I am going to see if this sudden urge to do incremental exercise ever repeats itself - perhaps there's a way to replicate this experience.
Because you know what? I actually *did* enjoy the workout. Shhhhh - don't tell anyone!
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