Pushing myself. That’s what this gym work is about. Usually, I cycle for 6.5 miles a session, today I’ve eked out another mile. Pleased with that. Getting the heart rate up to a fair level but without overdoing it.
Oh this is so enjoyable, I cannot begin to tell you. I only wish I was like this in my early twenties, looking after my health. Then it wouldn’t come down to warnings now from medical professionals about fatty livers and the prospect of heart problems. Exerting myself and keeping it within bounds. I don’t go to the gym every day. Going every day would dilute the enjoyment and I would quickly get bored. Spacing out the sessions to say three times a week is adequate. And it feels just right.
I recommend this to anyone. Just go at a sensible pace and eventually, the weight will slowly come off. And I haven’t stopped eating the things I like either. If a hitherto unmotivated old whatsit like me can have a go, anyone can.