I see people blogging, and tweeting, and status updating about motivation all the time. It seems to be one of the key players in this whole fitness game- along with diet and programming. I read about different tips and tricks to motivate yourself to go to the gym- go at the same time everyday, have clearly laid out goals, give yourself a reward if you make it everyday in a week, etc. I think these are all good ideas, but it makes me think about what works for me and how I might be able to help some one else. I always have goals (i.e. competitions) that I’m working toward. And I really don’t want to suck. I guess that’s what motivates me…pretty simple eh? I think another thing that is a bit of a blessing in disguise for me is the pain in the arse limited schedule at the gym I go to. I can only go after work monday through thursday and then friday mornings. If I miss that time, I’m screwed. I have to find another gym to work out in and pay to go there (sometimes). In that way, I’ve sort of eliminated the option of skipping the gym, or going later, or going tomorrow instead. So I don’t even think about it anymore. I just go. Like I did yesterday…
I had a light and easy leg day. Some easy squat reps. The funny part is that today’s easy (185) was my squat max back in May. That’s relatively exciting. Then I did some heavy RDLs and more reverse hyper. I totally lolly-gagged through the workout though.
I ended up being that annoying person that spends more time talking between sets than actually lifting. I’ve discovered that I’m also very bad at this sort of banter. Partly because I’m slightly cracked out on the pre-workout goodness. It makes me talk like the micro machine guy and it also makes it very hard for me to tell when it’s time to shut up. It’s also awkward because the music in the gym is so loud that no one can hear what the other person is saying. Hey AJ, how’s it going? Good, just another day in the gym. What? You ran over a guy holding a gem? Sometimes it’s easier to just agree. Yes, that’s exactly what I said. It was a terrible tragedy, lots of blood.
If he just would have given up the gem willingly…..
The other tier of awkwardness at the gym comes from the gym owner himself. He’s Canadian, so that explains a lot right there. But he has this odd habit of making observations which he calls “being honest.” For example, I occasionally go straight from work to the gym. I also, on occasion, dress up for work. So one day I came to the gym wearing a dress and then changed into my workout clothes. After my workout the gym owner came up to me and said, “were you wearing a dress when you came in here?” I said yes. He said, “oh” and walked away. What the hell is that? I wouldn’t even say that’s being honest because he’s not even actually saying anything. Just pointing out the fact that I was indeed wearing a dress. At least tell me it looked like shit or something, or say it was weird seeing me in street clothes. Like I said….awkward, but oh so hilarious. I think I’m just going to try to wear the most noticeable things I can just to see what he’ll say. Zubaz here I come!!!