While most days I do some form of cardio and strength training, on Friday’s I lift weights. I’m not after the World’s Strongman title or anything, I lift weights to build muscle up and prevent injury. The more muscle is toned, the less stress your joints and bones take from your movement.


The Reason for This Blog


The most magnificent reflections in my life come to me when I work out. There are all kinds of science behind why your mind opens up when you’re in beast mode. It’s the reason why many people become addicted to body movement in the first place -myself included.

Before each workout, I set an intention to learn something about my life and world. And then, I record it on this blog to encapsulate my thoughts and then share them with you.

What Was My Intention?


My intention for this workout is clear my mind that has somehow become garbled up with self doubt and despair.

How Did I Feel Before?


Physically, still feeling great. Mentally, however, I’ve got some alignment issues.

What Did I Do?


  • Treadmill: 10 minute run at a 5 min/km pace with 5% incline
  • Full body weight circuit.
  • Ab set on the mat.

How Do I Feel After?


I feel really good physically, my biceps and triceps are certainly feeling that workout. Mentally though, I’m a work in progress.

What Did I Learn?


It’s funny how a thought can hit so violently out of the blue. As if released by the adrenaline of one nasty leg extension, a sharp thought of: “Why the fuck are you still comparing yourself to others?” flooded into my mind. I instantly fell into a pissed off mood, disappointed that I am once again falling down to this viscous self-defeating habit.

I know I will die an early death if I keep chasing approval for the things that I do. It stresses me out and I am NEVER happy when I’m doing it (and that is often). It’s an addiction that I’ve had for as long as I can remember and I am at my wit’s end with it. I know, this is not something new. Everyone suffers from it, but I am sick of it.

I need help to get away from my addiction, but I don’t know where to go. I desperately need an intervention before I regret wasting my life trying to make everyone like me.

Fuck.


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