When To Work Out Or Not To Work Out?

I am clinically insane.

Or I was.

Well, according to the quote often attributed to Albert Einstein anyway.

What do I mean? What quote?

“The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”

That quote.

Now, I’m pretty sure a psychiatrist or someone qualified will probably tell me that is NOT the definition of insanity!!!

And someone else will probably argue whether Albert Einstein even said that at all!!!

Great. Both valid points, I’m sure. And both completely irrelevant here.

Because I HAVE been doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

Even if that doesn’t make me insane, it definitely makes me very stupid.

Or maybe a little stupid.

Or maybe stuck in a relentless self-defeating pattern and drunk on denial?

The problem?

Waking up and planning to work out LATER.

Because I just really need to do this work first.

And there’s also that project I need to finish today that’s due next century.

But I really need to call this person today.

But then I really need to wash the plates right now.

But I haven’t done my laundry yet and my favourite sock is super smelly.

But it’s my turn to make dinner tonight, and I don’t want my wife to kill me be upset.

But I don’t have time because I still need to watch 67 cat videos on Instagram.

But the latest episode of Reacher just came out and if I don’t watch it tonight, I will die from social anxiety.

But ‘insert whatever excuse’ always comes up to get in the way of you working out.

Sound familiar?

You wake up 100% determined to work out today and then the day just runs away from you.

Suddenly it’s bedtime and you have no idea what happened???!!!

Then the same thing happens again tomorrow. And the day after that. And the following day.

Until 3 weeks have passed and you haven’t worked out at all.

And your gym kit is crying like a kid that’s dropped their ice cream, secretly praying you don’t want a divorce. But it wasn’t your fault.

I used to be like this as well. Clinically insane. Well, apparently.

I’m not anymore.

What happened? I decided to “Eat That Frog”.

Eat a frog? Not literally. That’s not really my thing. But metaphorically.

Do the one thing you regularly avoid, or end up not doing, first thing in the morning before your brain realises what you’re doing.

That’s how you Eat That Frog!

It’s also actually a half decent book on top of being a catchy phrase.

But does it actually work?

Yes.

No magic, no super complicated strategy, no specialist coach, no massive life change.

Just wake up and work out first thing.

Why don’t you give it a try?

Laugh & Learn

I want to beat the crap out of Roger.

He keeps making fun of me with the sadistic grin of a robot.

Telling me how fat I am, that I need to lose weight and saying I look 37 when I’m 34 Roger, 34!

He really needs to be careful to be honest.

I’m starting to get a bit sick of all his BS.

I’ve gotten quite close to throwing him out of the window quite a few times.

My patience is wearing quite thin.

Who exactly is Roger you ask?

You’re right, I haven’t introduced him properly yet, that’s my mistake.

Well, you might have a similar bully of your own actually. So, you might be able to relate.

Roger is my scale.

My Renpho bodyweight scale to be precise.

He breaks down all of my bodyweight stats including BMI, body fat percentage and BMR to name a few, and gives me an accurate reading of how healthy I am every time we have a little chat.

Don’t tell me a scale can’t be a bully.

Our conversations can sometimes throw me over the edge when I realise I’ve been eating one too many pies and not being consistent with my healthy lifestyle plan.

And when that happens, it hurts.

Luckily, things seem to have turned a corner recently. Which I’m quite happy about.

In our last conversation, he told me I was 36 (Metabolic age), had 18.2% body fat and was 78% muscle. And that made me very very happy.