I've been doing regularly to the gym (12 times a month) since December, and I've gotten to the point where I hate it. I mean I REALLY hate it. Going fills me with dread. Being there fills me with boredom and angst. And yet if I don't go, I feel guilty and fat.
Part of the reason I hate going is because I don't feel like anything is happening. After four months, I'm losing MAYBE an inch a month. It feels like I've plateaued out. I try new exercises, but the fact is I'm not very good at coming up with new stuff to try every week, and the aerobic stuff (running, stair master, exercise bike) bores me to TEARS. I also hate going because I hate seeing all the girls my age who are WAY more in shape and way more attractive than me. (How do they manage to keep perfect hair and makeup during a workout? HOW? I spend the entire time sweaty, red-faced and disgusting. Is it magic??)
But I know I'm SUPPOSED to go. If I don't go, I feel horribly guilty for not taking care of myself and fat.
Anybody experienced this? Have any suggestions?