I haven’t talked much about training lately and for good reason. The reason is my training has been almost non-existent, and it’s time to talk a little bit about just why that is.Continue reading “Stuck In A Rut”
I was checking out the posts in a Facebook group I’m a member of, and I saw this image:
Yeah, it’s a screenshot from a cell phone, but it’s what was posted. I have no rights to this, but it falls under fair use since it’s about to be the topic of commentary.
The meme addresses those who use a lack of motivation as an excuse to not get to the gym. I, myself, have mentioned motivation a time or two, particularly my lack of it.
But what sets me apart from “Robin” in that pic?
Easy. I don’t view motivation as a requirement to get me to the gym, while “Robin” there uses it as an excuse.
I wasn’t planning on blogging today, but I got my workout in and something happened that I kind of feel obligated to write about. Especially since it ties into the conundrum of the week. In other words, motivation.
You see, I went out to lift kind of late for a number of reasons, but still wasn’t really feeling particularly enthused about lifting. I knew I needed to, which is why I went to train, but…
I didn’t really want to do everything. I decided to do just two things. I wanted to bench since it was my bench day, and I wanted to do some farmer’s walks. They’re probably my favorite exercise and I haven’t really gotten a chance to do them this week.
But I also decided to do something very different.
So there I was, ready to lift. It was a light day for my squats, so I’m ready to bang out a quick five reps and move on with my day. I get under the bar and lift it up, take my walkout, and squat. I feel myself break parallel and push the weight up.
It was about at that point I thought to myself, “Self, this feels heavy as hell.”
Despite it being a light day for my main lift, I just couldn’t manage to get things going. I had a lot of potential reasons why. One could be a combination of having been sick earlier this week and not fully recovered, coupled with prolonged caloric restriction as well as my recent motivation issues.
Needless to say, it was shaping up as a bad day…so it was time to make the best of a bad situation.
One of the good things about training at home is that I can train pretty much whenever I want to. I’m not beholden to anyone or anything. If I wake up at three in the morning and want to lift, I can do that. There’s literally nothing to stop me from doing so. It’s pretty damn awesome.
Unfortunately, the downside is that it becomes easy to procrastinate because you can always do it later.
Because of that, it’s really easy to lose motivation, and that’s something I haven’t had for a couple of weeks now.