Going to the Gym
Posted 04-26-11 at 08:29 AM by Cacho
So, I've been going to the gym for three months now. Every Mon, Tue, Thu, and Fri I get up at 4am, leave for the gym at five and lift weights for an hour and a half. I push myself, so there are days when I feel like it'd be easier to sleep in, or do less weights, or just hop on an elliptical and watch TV, but I don't, I always go and lift as much weight as I can.
So, why is it that sometimes I can't pick up the phone to call someone, or I can't pick up a pen to fill out a form, or I can't get started on what I want to do? And what does can't mean anyway? I know I can, but I don't. I don't and there's a voice screaming inside me that I must... Well, actually it's not screaming, by this point it's wondering aloud in a state of tired bemusement at the things I do to myself, but the voice is there. It knows what to do, but I don't do it.
How is it that I find it easy to do some things that others find hard, and I find it so hard to do some things that others find so easy?
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So, why is it that sometimes I can't pick up the phone to call someone, or I can't pick up a pen to fill out a form, or I can't get started on what I want to do? And what does can't mean anyway? I know I can, but I don't. I don't and there's a voice screaming inside me that I must... Well, actually it's not screaming, by this point it's wondering aloud in a state of tired bemusement at the things I do to myself, but the voice is there. It knows what to do, but I don't do it.
How is it that I find it easy to do some things that others find hard, and I find it so hard to do some things that others find so easy?
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