How I Get Myself to the Gym When It Feels Impossible

There are times when the thought of going to the gym makes me want to curl up into a ball and stop time—the kind of toddler-tantrum reluctance of holding onto the legs of a desk and having to be dragged out of the building by someone in charge. Except as an adult, there’s nobody to pry your grip away and make you do the thing you don’t want to do, except yourself. As I chronicled here, I just started working out again consistently after a 10-year hiatus (#fivemonthsstrong), and I’ve managed to nail down a few tricks for forcing myself to work out when it feels like literally the last thing I want to do (or am capable of doing) on planet earth. Keep scrolling for my secrets to outsmarting gym dread.