I’m a computer programmer, and from time to time I’ll get stuck on some problem where I have trouble even trying to figure out what it is I’m trying to do. I sit there and dither, feeling generally anxious and unhappy. But if I put my hands on the keyboard the anxiety fades away and happiness beings to seep in as I type in even the barest kernel of an idea towards understanding the problem.
It helps of course, if I have something helpful to express; but even when I don’t the mechanical act of typing soothes my fevered brow. My subconscious associates it with the thousands of hours I’ve spent in the past building programs that work; I have a ‘resoirvoir of satisfaction’ that I can draw on when I need a little more satisfaction and a little less frustration in real-time.
Of course there was no conscious effort involved to bring this about. It just happened over the years. Recently I’ve become aware of another instance of the same thing.
Twice a week, instead of JumpRock, I do resistance training after work. Overall, it’s much more difficult to drum up the motivation to get started on a weight training session than a JumpRock session. Even after all these years the strongest impulse is to just collapse after work, because ‘sedentary exhaustion’ is based on blood chemistry, and at the end of a day behind a desk, I can’t be happy that I’m about to start a workout. No matter how hard I try to feel good about it – I don’t. And a lot of days my conscious mind is convinced it’s just too tough, so I have to act on what I know instead of what I feel.
With JumpRock, no matter how bad I “feel”, I “know” how good I’m going to feel about 3 seconds after I start jumping. With weights, not so much.
Now here’s the first important part. If weights are so tough, how do I overcome that blood chemistry thing?
After all these years I’ve become unwilling to settle for feeling the way I do when I get home from work. There are days when I decide pretty firmly on the drive home that I’m going to give it a rest and just collapse, but I keep having this nagging thought that I could feel so much better than I do. So eventually I give in and decide to give it a shot. After all, I still work on the principle that a little is better than nothing at all, so better to start and quit afer a few minutes than to not even start. I can’t actually remember the last time I quit after a few minutes, but I still need that out.
I only started doing weights again a few months ago and then sporadically. I’ve owned a universal machine for years, but it’s gone for years at a time unused. Partly that’s because I discovered JumpRock and it was so much more fun to jump than to lift. But awhile back I started using the machine again ever so often; a few sessions or even only one, interspersed with weeks of none. But gradually I fell into the pattern of Mondays and Fridays , always after work of course, because I jump as long as I can on both weekend days, so I take a break before and after.
On a lot of Mondays and Fridays I really, really think I want to skip the workout and I go through that thing I where I eventually decide I would rather workout than feel lousy, so I go ahead and do it. Now it used to be that I would have to be almost all the way through a weight session before I would start to feel good about it. There are glimmers right from the start, but I’d still be pretty glum about both life and the workout for a good while after I started.
Now here’s the second important part.
Lately, almost as soon as I start the workout a sense of contentment starts to fall over me; almost from one moment to the next. So now, even when one part of my brain is telling me I really, really, really don’t want to go out and start pushing weights around, another part is telling me that if I do I’ll start feeling better real soon.
It’s not surprising really, because the difference in how you feel before and after a workout when you’re suffering from sedentary exhaustion is dramatic. It’s like being released from chains. But you have to experience it over and over on an almost daily basis for several weeks to really make a difference in motivation; I was lucky enough to discover that a long time ago, and the principle of ‘minimal daily commitment’ that makes it possible to actually go through with day after day.
So, just like the typing triggers endorphins that soothe me when I have nothing to say, the expectation of pleasure after my workout triggers endorphins at the beginning before I’ve really done much of anything, spurring me on to do more.
It’s my good fortune that I now have another weapon in my ongoing fight to feel good rather than bad whenever possible no matter how old I am. It’s so simple – all it takes is repetition and a good faith effort. Your subconscious will handle the rest.
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Disclosure: While I have been compensated for the above comment, the opinion is my own.