Three months ago, when I signed the contract for my gym membership, I was extremely motivated. I knew I was gonna go regularly, train hard and reap the benefits from that. At the sime time, I was afraid I would regret signing a 1,5-year contract - I’m lazy, I give up to easily, I never finish what I start. I saw myself spending about 520 Euros a year on something I don’t use.
I was never an active person. Not even as a kid. I always enjoyed sedentary pasttimes - reading, watching TV, doing jigsaws. I was the kind of person that rather stayed hungry or thirsty than walk down a flight of stairs to the kitchen. I had phases where I liked riding bikes - mainly the four weeks after I got a new one.
I was lazy. There’s no other word for it.
Now? Not so much! I actually LOVE moving my body in other directions than the fridge. I LOVE riding my bike even though it’s 3 months old (and has bruises from my recent accident). I enjoy going for walks with my son or actually do something else than reading on a playground. I go to the gym, regularly. I LIKE going to the gym. Even on the days where I don’t feel like going, I go. Because I now know how amazing and proud I’m going to feel afterwards. I’m sticking with it, even though it has actually not giving me the results I’ve wanted. I know, in the end it will.