Each of us has our own
rhythm. This is what makes our global
drum circle so fun. It’s also why I tend
not to tell people when to work out.
Science may have stuff to say about when the best time is, but here’s
the thing: the best workouts are the ones
we actually do, not the ones we mean to do but skip for whatever reason. Trying to make a morning person work out in
the afternoon, or a night-owl work out at 7 in the morning is a thankless task.
I am the kind of person
who, if something important needs doing, needs to do it first thing. That means I start to work out pretty much as
soon as I roll out of bed. (I have a dog
who helps me do this.) During April, I
committed to doing a writing thing first thing in the morning. Not only has it made my dog grumpy, it has
made my workouts significantly harder to start and finish. Workouts keep me sane, so as soon as it is
May, I’m back to my healthier schedule.
For me. For some people, the idea
of going to the gym first thing is enough to make them turn over and put a
pillow over their heads.
Then there are the people
who seem to come alive only after dark.
They’re probably not vampires because when they work out they breathe
heavily and sweat. Those folks are
strongest when others are ready to curl up with a book or a teddy.
We can do this, but it’s
smart to do it at the best time for us.