Since I returned to full time work this year I’ve been struggling with my gym routine. The previous couple of years were easy; I went to the gym on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. That was it, no discussion, no hint of decision in the process. Which is why it went so well because I removed the ability to decide from the equation. This led to success.
I realised this after reading a post from Ace on the subject this week.
The big Failure Point of any workout routine is, of course, simply deciding if you’re going to work out or not. If you’re making that decision each time you might or might not work out, you’re going to fail, you’re going to choose “nah,” 50% of the time or more.
But once you have the habit of just doing it M-W-F or whatever, that decision point is largely gone. You’re not deciding whether or not to do it; you just do it, because that’s what the schedule says.
So eliminating that Failure Point by just getting into a schedule and treating the schedule as more-or-less inviolable removes all those many, many chances of failure.
Once you’re not making the decision if you’ll work out or do IF today, you just do it. The decision gets taken out of the decision loop.
Mostly. Obviously you’re gonna have some really bad days where you just say “Eff it.”
For the last few months I haven’t had a strict routine. It drifted away due to the combination of work and renovating our recently purchased house. The first stage of the reno is more or less done so I don’t have that problem. But the M-W-F routine is too much for me with the work thing on top of it.
I’ve been experimenting with the weekend days and I’ve come to the conclusion that Sunday is just not possible at all. I need a day where I don’t have any commitments at all. Even doing this weekly Sunday thread is almost too much of a commitment for me after the previous 6 days in the week, (so you should all be feeling lucky, punks.)
Saturday is a definite yes though. The gym opens at 9am on Saturday so I’ll hit it when the doors unlock. After that I’ll go straight out and do the big weekend grocery shop and then the rest of the weekend is mine to do with as I please.
That just leaves 2 days during the week. I’m thinking Tuesday and Thursday. I know that these are going to be tough with work but the truth is that any week days are going to be hard. Life is hard. I just need to bite the bullet and hit it and stop the damn whinging. More than anything I need to get back to that routine where the choice of whether to go to the gym or not is not on the table.
There’s 2 years of gains there that I can’t waste. So back to a routine it is.
Although I’m going to Italy next weekend so that’s going to fuck things up just a little bit.