For the past 2-ish weeks, my knee has been bothering me.
I can’t remember a certain moment when I injured it, but it has been swollen and sore to the touch. It didn’t hurt when I ran, but when I bent it enough to climb stairs, do lunges, or pick up Ina, I felt a tinge of pain.
So of course, I did the most sensible thing and just ignored it and kept climbing stairs, doings lunges, and picking up Ina. I didn’t want to rest it because I have a very large fear of falling into the I-don’t-want-to-exercise-funk.
My knee is magically better this morning (Yay!), but my point is that the I-don’t-want-to-exericse-funk is a very real feeling.
It is a feeling that, for me, starts with actually not exercising for a few days in a row. I feed off the endorphins that exercise provides, and when they are gone, I no longer have the motivation to move, and then I fall down the slippery slope of having to force myself to move every day.
It is painful when forcing myself to exercise is a daily battle. I don’t like it at all. But, I have been there, many times.
I guess I am saying all this to let you know that the daily decision to exercise didn’t always come automatically to me. However, it does now, and has for a while now, and I think it mostly has to do with the fact that I just keep doing it.
Does that make sense? Anyone else have a similar story?
Have a good Tuesday!