If you answered yes to that question then something is wrong with you and I don't think we can be friends.
Working out is literally the worst thing in the world. I hate it so much. It makes me swear.
Speaking of swearing, it's something I don't really do THAT much (my husband may disagree) but occasionaly it feels right and I just go with it. Usually it "feels right" when I am hanging out with people from work discussing my job, when I'm writing posts on this blog, and when I'm working out.
Here are some pictures from the gym. My level of misery is not readily evident from the photos, but trust me, I am absolutely miserable. Liz is probably less miserable. She is better at working out than I am.
A-Going with a friend who will allow you to complain basically the entire time
B-Getting your cardio over with because you know that afterwards you can lie face down on a mat on the floor and pretend like you are streching for 30 minutes
C-Blasting Robyn VERY LOUDLY in your earphones. Robyn enables me to run a little longer because she is THE SHIZ. Robyn is, according to one very astute You Tube commenter, some "ABBA level shit". She is indeed. Proof:
D-Picturing Usher. Try it. It works. To be more precise, listen to this song, while picturing this Usher, doing these exact dance moves:
Stop it Usher. Just. Stop.
E-Liz taught me this one, it works pretty good. Say in your head, over and over (AND OVER) again, "I deserve to be skinny!" This makes you feel angry, yet pushes you a little farther.
Okay, those are all the tips I've got for you like-minded work-out-hating people.
But I want to hear your tips! How do you make it through the torture of working out and continue to keep it up?