Workout guilt is a real thing yall.
It is annoying and incredibly consuming.
I didn’t even realize that I was torturing myself with all of this self inflicted workout guilt until someone looked at me like I had three heads because I said I “felt so bad” about not going to the gym.
Let’s take this week for example: On Monday I woke up with a cold that had been slowly brewing all weekend. It could be related to my very amazing weekend but the jury is still out on that one.
I found myself at work on Monday, unable to function from all the sneezing and the general fog that my brain was surrounded by. I decided to forego my only 30 minute chance at the gym and hopefully let this thing pass.
Immediately I felt a deep sense of guilt and regret. After my 30 minute workout time had long passed I found myself feeling even more terrible that I didn’t go. I felt like the worst person–my inner dialogue was not pretty and very obnoxious.
The thing is though, I was sick. As much as I hate to admit I’m sick, I was. I am one of those people that carry on with everyday life as if the cooties aren’t waging war on my body. Not once did I reassure myself that I was doing the right thing by resting. Not once did I give myself props for eating super healthy during my sickness. The worst part is that all of this is self inflicted. My husband won’t even bat an eye at me if I tell him I didn’t workout. My friends wouldn’t judge because guess what? I wouldn’t judge them. I am so quick to judge myself and call myself all sorts of lazy related insults all because I’m under the weather. It’s just silly.
It gets even worse when I see my friends doing their thing on social media–I don’t know about you guys but my feed is chock full of fitness badassery. Seeing this makes me want to workout but physically I know it’s not good for me.
It’s like that one time I had a lingering cough and had no idea it was serious so I continued through life with walking pneumonia–going to the gym everyday because I had a goal. My wedding dress was on the line, and I couldn’t take the time to pause because it would mean that I wouldn’t reach my goal.
I still reached my goal.
Yes, being sick this week sucked. I am on a bit of a roll weight loss wise and I’m trying my best not to get distracted. However the road to success is a bumpy one so I will have to take the good with the bad and not beat myself up for it.
This week I didn’t go to the gym. It felt weird and uncomfortable but I chose to take care of my body in a different way.
Are you a person that screams from the mountain tops when you are sick or do you just keep it silent? How was your fitness and health week–tell me about your workouts. I need to live through you!