Gym Dandy

One thing that surprises me about my adult life is that I am an avid gym-goer.  I never saw it coming.  I was always athletic.  Played sports.  On teams.  Individually.  What have you.  But I was never an on-the-machine, under-the-fluorescent lights kind of worker-outer.  Unbelievably, making it to the gym now never falls off my to-do list.  I find it effortless.  In fact, I look forward to jumping on the treadmill and blasting some horrible song only every 6th grader and I know by heart.  But yesterday I hit a wall.  Sure, I was dressed in Dry-Fit.  And I got a great parking spot.  But I just didn't want to deal.  I sat in my car and talked on my cell for about 40 minutes.  Then desperate-dialed three more friends.  Finally, I got out of my car (good...), and headed toward the little bridge near the back entry of the gym.  As I was crossing it, my cell rang and I had to discuss the details of my unfinished basement with a potential contractor. While still on the phone, I bumped into Allison, a key member of my inner circle.  This was too easy.  I thought I was going to have to rely on the painfully slow detangling of my headphones to avoid reality.  As Ali and I were engrossed, two more very dear friends emerged with yoga mats in hand.  They were off to grab post-class coffee.  How would I feel about going to the gym without actually GOING to the gym?  No problem.  I did an insta-180 off that bridge.  But today I went back.  Yes, inside.  And ran.  Fast.

Comments

[m.taha]

Thanks for sharing.That is a great point that I would’ve never thought of.

[DOD]

the episode you described sounds less like procrastination and more like "failure avoidance"......or maybe they are one in the same...in any event it's great that you do it fast....

[Ethan]

I've heard running is good... for something.