So, day 6 in, and my third session at the gym, feeling slightly pasted this evening as I do appear to be getting my fitness back a LOT quicker than I thought I would, and I am really enjoying CV work this time, which is something I always found a chore in the past.
I think that the measure of success there, so far, has actually been keeping an active track on what I have done in terms of distance, speed, and intensity each session, so I have been able to with each session increase something, cope with it, and come out of it feeling pretty bloody good.
I stepped out of the gym this evening and was just ludicrously happy, and this is something that has lasted all night, its getting on for 22:00 now, and I finished in the gym about 1830? Obviously the serotonin that gets released has a good effect.
It's more than just chemicals though, its the satisfaction with myself, that whilst yes, I enjoyed the gym, I am actually achieving something that's so very positive. The comparison has to be drawn with food, and taking comfort in food, its such a transient, in the moment experience that only lasts beyond the end of the bar of chocolate.
I never understand even my own attitude at this, because I know how much fun I have had and how good I feel and I think to myself "how can you allow yourself to have the opposite feeling after a Dominoes session, or a trip to McDonalds?" I'm not really sure what the answer is, but at the moment, I cannot imagine wanting to ruin how good I feel with food.
I guess its about keeping the balance right, and something inside me tells me I might have it right this time!!
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