That's just it, the thing with doing a long stretch of cool down post workout; I dispensed with yoga for today and just did a ten minute stretching workout to cool down my body and it's always after such cool downs that your body comes to a state of total relaxation and you let yourself think that you could've worked out a bit more.
There's this sudden feeling of over confident fitness that you forget the last 45 minutes of extensive workout out, out of which the last ten minutes were spent flapping around like a beached whale on the mat berating yourself for this torture.
Might be something to do with happy hormones, so happy that they almost try to convince you that you can do better. lift heavier, push harder, jump higher, when in fact you'd reached a saturation point in terms of your physical level of exertion wondering why liposuction isn't nearly as popular as it should be.
Of course, once you've settled down with a meal and what not there are parts in your anatomy that begins a song of sorts. Ones twanged with ache and sore pains.
Lower back, that felt like a lubricated engine of unstoppable energy suddenly turns into a spinal cord that's been through a wringer.
Sometimes especially during mornings you feel like you want to pussy out of this whole debacle.
It happened to me today, not because it was what my body was telling me, but because I was making excuses to not sweat. It was laziness and I would have listened to it had I not remembered the doughnut from Monday.
I had to melt away all the fat it added to my body, but in fact I needed an incentive to be able to eat another one sometime soon in the future without worrying much about it.
Also, if I'd given in to laziness today I'd do it tomorrow as well and it could continue until I fell out of habit and started making excuses, and that's not something we can have, is it?
If there's a good thing going, efforts should be made to make it better.
There's a difference between ok and good, and though it might seem like a thin line reaching over to the other side needs be supplemented with a little bit more.
Everything you ever need is on top of the stairs and there are no elevators and escalators don't work. Arghh!!
There's this sudden feeling of over confident fitness that you forget the last 45 minutes of extensive workout out, out of which the last ten minutes were spent flapping around like a beached whale on the mat berating yourself for this torture.
Might be something to do with happy hormones, so happy that they almost try to convince you that you can do better. lift heavier, push harder, jump higher, when in fact you'd reached a saturation point in terms of your physical level of exertion wondering why liposuction isn't nearly as popular as it should be.
Of course, once you've settled down with a meal and what not there are parts in your anatomy that begins a song of sorts. Ones twanged with ache and sore pains.
Lower back, that felt like a lubricated engine of unstoppable energy suddenly turns into a spinal cord that's been through a wringer.
Sometimes especially during mornings you feel like you want to pussy out of this whole debacle.
It happened to me today, not because it was what my body was telling me, but because I was making excuses to not sweat. It was laziness and I would have listened to it had I not remembered the doughnut from Monday.
I had to melt away all the fat it added to my body, but in fact I needed an incentive to be able to eat another one sometime soon in the future without worrying much about it.
Also, if I'd given in to laziness today I'd do it tomorrow as well and it could continue until I fell out of habit and started making excuses, and that's not something we can have, is it?
If there's a good thing going, efforts should be made to make it better.
There's a difference between ok and good, and though it might seem like a thin line reaching over to the other side needs be supplemented with a little bit more.
Everything you ever need is on top of the stairs and there are no elevators and escalators don't work. Arghh!!
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