… or: me and the gym 🙂
Lately, I find my time is rare – I have to consciously make time for certain things and people. Due to me dancing more evenings, I’ve reduced the times I go to the gym from four to two times a week. And I have not even managed that regularly lately!
Of course, dancing more and seeing my partner (and dancing with him 🙂 ), meeting friends and working full time and being mindful, too, automatically means there is less freetime for me to handle the way I please. It makes perfect sense, but does not solve my dilemma. Balance is hard for me, as I have stated before, so I am still struggling. To cut a long story short, going to the gym has somehow slided to the bottom of my this-is-important-list.
To nevertheless fill it dutifully in my full week, I’ve fallen into an old habit: I have put going to the gym in my calendar. Omg. Since I have done that, I have been going even less. Old habits really die hard, as this move proves.
Because, truth be told, I once already had the same realisation: I train more when I do not use a calendar. Instead of following an agenda, I started, but apparently stopped, following my needs. So what if my stupid calendar says I need to train on Thursday, but all I yearn for is the hot tub and a good book? I choose the tub! And what if I feel the need to exhaust myself on Sunday morning, but the gym is not on my agenda, however much I need it? I should go and come back tired but satisfied.
This is ridiculous for another reason, too. I actually like the gym, its smells, the sound of weights and me independently focussing on my body. I like the feeling of sore muscles when I shower, and the kind of tired exhaustion you get from doing sports.
Therefore it is high time I stopped seeing it as something to cross off my mental must-do-list and viewing it as quality time for myself.
Time I would like to take when I feel the need to, not when my calendar says so.
Old habits, please hibernate!