So I've been dealing with some feelings of depression lately - one of the big triggers for me was insecurity about gaining weight so I figured joining a gym was a good place to start. I've been going for about 6 weeks now, and despite losing 2kg so far I've really not been enjoying it and have definitely made excuses not to go whenever I could.
Today leaving work the only thing I wanted to do less than go to the gym was go home and deal with the mountain of mess that's built up in my house while I've been feeling too down to do anything about it; all I wanted to do was go home, order a takeaway, and go to sleep. But today's the only day this week I've finished work early enough to swing by the gym on my way home, and I knew I'd feel bad if I didn't go, so I went.
One workout later and I found myself leaving the gym with more energy than I had going in. I went straight home and powered through a pile of washing up that's been sitting in my sink all week, sorted out my laundry, swept all the floors, took out the trash, made my bed for the first time in god knows how long, and even tackled sorting out a cupboard I've been putting off reorganising for literally months. Now I'm about to sit down to a healthy home cooked dinner and a nice cold beer (just one, don't want to spoil my progress!) as a reward for all my small victories today, and I feel a little sore but super satisfied.
I just wanted to share my story as I'm sure some of you will be going through similar anti-gym feelings occasionally and this might be the inspiration you need to just get up and go, and because maybe when in a few weeks I start to dread going again I can look back at this post and remember just how good it made me feel today.
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