Let's get physical

Last night I went to the gym. And tonight as well. It's been a while since I've gone, due to a case of mild-flu before that didn't exactly make me feel like exerting myself. But now I'm better and back in action.

To tell the truth though I do find going down the gym a bit of a chore. I've never been the most sporty of people, although (rather paradoxically) I do quite like exercise and appreciate all of its benefits. I used to cycle to work until my bike got stolen. I do lots of cardiovascular stuff at the gym, like going on the treadmill and exercise bike and doing sit-ups, and I definitely feel better for that. It's the psyching myself up to do it and then sticking at it that I find so bloody hard. Sometimes I really have to force myself to go and usually take my gym stuff to work with me so I know I can head straight there afterwards. If I went home first to get my "kit", I'd most probably give in to the temptation to crash on the couch, eat chocolate and watch trashy television (my personal idea of heaven). Also my MP3 player is currently broken which is a bummer. I find music a great motivator, particularly my favourite tunes, and having to endure the running machine without decent music is rather hard going. It sounds silly but when you're on an exercise machine with nothing to do but actually exercise, it's pretty boring. The exercise bike is best because at least I can read on that.

Okay, enough moaning. Like I said, one must focus on the benefits. At least I can say that I don't resemble the guy in photo numero one (above). Thanks to all this exercise, I'm looking soooo much more like the fella in photo numero two. Well, almost.