I work out 6 days a week, for approximately 90minutes. Devoting one hour to running, it clears my head entirely, I love spriniting for the last 3 minutes, I like the way my heart thumps in my chest. And I try to improve from my last workout. And I feel guilty when I miss my workout.
I also love boxing, something about the lactic acid building up in my arms and stomach and thighs when I am doing squats and crunches and push-ups just feels so damn good.
I actually love the pain, and the subsequent release of endorphins, so damn tranquilising.
And ofcourse, nothing beats the thrill of the look and feel of toned legs, arms and stomach. Very sexy and encouraging.