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Mentally conditioning myself to want to go to the gym so it is no longer necessary to attend.
Think of it this way, especially if you're stuck in a suburb.
:porky-happy: doesn't want you to go to the gym, if you go to the gym, you are less likely to buy porky's overpriced, addictive medicines. Porky wants a population of weak, sluggish individuals. He knows "keep 'em weak by keeping 'em poor and keeping 'em busy." Every rep you do, every mile you run, porky hates it. And GOD forbid that you are in good enough shape that you are able to defend yourself against a fash.
Spite is one hell of a motivator.
Not jacked :angery: but a healthy commie :stalin-approval: :arm-R:
This is very popular advice, so it must work for some people, but personally, I hate it.
You're going to have a dysfunctional morning or month or year when you just cannot get to the gym. This is not the time to go "I'm so undisciplined." Doing something consistently is a skill. It must be learned. You learn it by fucking up. Most smokers quit multiple times before they're able to quit. You're going to fail multiple times before you're a regular at the gym.
Far more important than discipline is just being willing to start again, and again, and again.
Quitting smoking over and over won't prevent cancer, only quitting for good will do that.
But that's a pointless thing to say. That kind of absolutist thinking can be demobilizing for a lot of people. I'm trying to frame it as a process so that it's easier for people to become consistent.
You can talk about discipline all you want and it won't do shit in the face of a Dopamine deficiency.
You definitely shouldn't beat yourself up for not going. Always be proud of yourself if you do, but if you don't make it that day that's fine too. You'll start again, like you said.
Same here except I'll get a little cold or something, and then suddenly it's been two weeks since I've been to the gym
Urgh, I might see my landlord down there, and I'm already not supposed to be here and I might get my friends evicted. Really cagey about going. Will do exercises in the apartment instead.
The funny thing is, I almost always feel really good after a run or a workout. Even when I'm sort of dreading it and coming up with every excuse not to, there's always some moment near the end of my workout where I think, man I'm glad I did this. I think the times when I don't want to are the times I need it the most, but I work out for mental health as much as physical.
