I was remined recently, by a friend seeking advice, of how much I used to like working out. It was almost an obsession, not like the kind you have where it is all you can think about, but the kind where you enter the gym with the intention of kicking butt. You psyche yourself up mentally, all thoughts of working your body to it’s max. If my workout partner, Kris, and I weren’t sore the next day, we figured we hadn’t worked hard enough.
To Jeff Diaz, who is just beginning a new workout program, I say get the obsession. You rule the weights. Do not stop until you own them. And for your sake and the good of your determination, do not expect immediate results.
As for me, I plan on starting again, quite modestly at home. Maybe some pushups and sit-ups along with getting back on the treadmill. Without any weights at my house (my wife’s 2 and 5 lbs. do not count) that’s about all I can do.
When fall rolls around again I think I’ll join the University’s gym, too. And now I have a reminder of that here to keep me in line.