This week I took a break from running. I had some other school stuff that needed to get finished (I'd just be greatful if I could just start some of these things!) and just wasn't feeling it. I even went out to jog on Sunday and felt so disconnected from the run that I left after one measly lap. I do that sometimes at Zumba classes too. I like to exercise, it supposed to be fun and relaxing. I don't get paid to work out so sometimes when it feels like troublesome, unfun work I abandon ship early.
This, friends, is not quitting. It is, instead, knowing myself rather well.
You see, I don't ever want to stay on the track, in a yoga class, or at a Zumba workout resenting it for 50 minutes and spending the whole time wishing that I was somewhere else. I've learned that, for me, it makes me reluctant to come back to working out later if I leave the exercise with a bitter taste in my mouth. Meaning that if I push myself through a Zumba class on a Monday and hate it for the duration of the class then I am very likely to skip Wednesday and Friday's workout. I like hard workouts- challenging workouts- but that is not the same as thinking to myself through a series of sun salutations that I'd throw a rock at the instructor if it only meant that the class was over that much sooner.
Yes, I know there is such a thing as attitude. I also know that there are lots of things in life that I cannot just walk away from but a 50 minute workout session? Yes, in fact I can walk away from it.
Do you ever do this or do you make youself finish the workout?
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