Even though it is just past 3 AM, I just finished my resistance training. I have been trying to talk myself out of my workout since I got home from work today. My procrastination attempt was quite successful last evening. In fact, my success at talking myself out of my workouts is why I won’t be hitting the beaches of Hawaii in a few days with a flat stomach. Bleah.
Here is one technique to counter my exercise-related procrastination that does not work—eat something unhealthy to guilt myself into doing my workout. Like I said, does not work—plus there’s the double whammy of the unnecessary fat and calories. Double bleah.
One would think that with May sweeps over, at least there wouldn’t be anything on television to delay my workout. Unfortunately, I couldn’t tear myself away from the second episode of Beauty and the Geek. You know, its kind of disheartening to realize that certain aspects of my life are even more pathetic than the characters on that reality show who are described by the latter half of its title. Triple bleah.
Anyway, my other procrastinating distraction was my pro-bono web development work. I’ve been doing way too much pro-bono stuff lately. This latest project is a pretty advanced PHP-driven site for my high school class’s fifteenth reunion. (Fifteen years—now there’s a scary thought.) Problem with the pro-bono stuff is that is takes just as much time (if not more time) than the stuff that actually pays the bills, but I often have a hard time saying no. Haelb.
I guess it’s time to get to bed…although, there are few other things I should probably take care of first…
You’re working out in the middle of the night? That just doesn’t sound like a good thing, but if it’s working for you who am I to say what’s good or not?
Yup, I’m quite the night owl. Nighttime Bowflexing can be quite the challenge, though, with the thin hardwood floors in my apartment. I have to be extremely careful not to bang and clank and clink too much.
My body probably doesn’t derive optimum benefit from working out at night, but I figure that it is better than not doing it at all. That, unfortunately was how January, February, and much of March was—I talked myself out of doing my workouts in the morning, after work, and late at night.