Is the gym a chore among your other chores, which annoying and, just, like, sort of isn't that important at all? Or is a calling, is it worth doing, for the sake of yourself and your close ones? Are you going to choose to give a shit about it?
What's the meaning of RPW? Is taking care of yourselves, is loving your Captain a chore to you, or is it a calling? If/when your newborn baby is crying for, what babies cry for, I haven't been in the situation of handling that young children, if/when your baby is crying, do you feel a call for help? Or is the crying baby a chore you need to do? Imagine that your baby would wake you up every now and then in the middle night. I don't think any mother or father who have done that would disagree that it is uncomfortable, that they prayed for a single night of good and undisturbed sleep, but was it worth doing? Which of those parents when they listened to the cries, which those parents dragged their asses out of the bed, and started working? And which of those parents do you think cursed and went back to sleep? What's the point of that work? I'm sure that every parent who has done that, probably thinks that I have also-fucking-lutely no clue whatsoever of what I'm talking about in comparison with those who can say 'I. Did. That. Work.', when I talk about that. I do not disagree with any of that. But was it worth it? If they were allowed to choose again, would Father/Mother again choose to get up and go 'There, there. Daddy/Mommy is here. There's nothing to worry about anymore.' again?
I go to the gym too, and I agree with you that the exercises in the gym are monotonous, repetitive, and the same crap every time. I don't know how difficult it is for you personally with this whole thing. Just as I don't know the whole thing about calming down crying babies, and my imaginations aren't probably not close enough to the real thing.
There's the logistics to and from the gym. There's the money-cost being allowed of the gym. There's the finding of the right clothes and stuff. There's the whole time consuming ritual. The ritual of plan to go to gym. To gather clean workout gear. Pack another bag and carry that extra nonsense around too. Go to gym. Change clothes. Warm up. Do the heavy and technically difficult workouts properly at a good pace. Don't get injured there. Does it hurt, because sore or because something is hurt? Do harder? Quicker? Make sure my stuff doesn't get stolen. Make sure focus is on the workout, not on good-looking people. Try to improve. Go to shower. Put normal clothes on. Rest and relax a little, and finally buy a bit too expensive after-work drink which I maybe shouldn't buy. Because I maybe should have bought them cheaper in bulk, or make my own from scratch. Make sure that Life doesn't interfere with gym-life, or gym-life with Life.
And when you do it, giving just a little shit doesn't do enough. You have to do it seriously.
And then there's also the general everyday social cost in conversations everywhere, when people who don't do the gym-ritual don't understand the cost of fitness, when they imply that I'm fit because my good luck or genetics, which is kind of insulting, when in fact, I pay for my fitness in several ways they don't even want to comprehend. And I bite my tongue and hope that they swallow the lie, when I wonder if they did the same stupid choices I previously didn't go to gym, wonder if I have to look for new friends, wonder if they want to change and to pay the price of fitness too, wonder if they stereotype me for doing the gym-thing.
Despite the costs, going to the gym is worth it to me, even though I hate much of it. I'm sure that parents of young children hate the idea not being sure of they're getting enough sleep to be physically able to do everything they have to do, with work, with being a parent, with still dating each other, and so on.
I'm a voracious reader, and I've eventually learnt that those who I am closest to, my feelings of how unbelievably valuable books and good, old texts are to me, those who share this calling, they're the only ones who get to know about this. And if you don't read, then we're not really going wait or look for you to joins us, since you don't seem to share the passion, since you're not like us. It's optional, and gym/books just isn't your thing.
I'm sure that boyfriends, girlfriends, spouses, parents, adults who do their familial duties successfully, who do their salaried jobs and gigs successfully, who do their networking successfully, they too look at their jobs and duties toward friends and family as callings. I'm single, and I certainly wouldn't want to be with a First Mate who'd look at my problems and frustrations as a chore. I doubt that any First Mate would gamble with a dude, if he didn't act accordingly and seriously, when she's in need. I doubt that this: 'Do I have to do this? I didn't really understand you, when you went on and on about this, and is this really, like, important? I mean, can't you just, like, sort it out on your own? Okay, fine, whatever. I said I'll do it, didn't I? No, I'm not angry. Look, aren't I doing it right now?!' is what gets you anywhere in life.
Similarly, if gym is a pointless and costly chore to you, nobody is going to drag you there.
my asthma slows down my cardio routine.
I don't have asthma, but I'm sure difficulties with breathing and everything else about it, it's probably fucking bullshit which you'd rather choose to not have. I have other bullshit instead. And I know people who have asthma, who go to the gym religiously. In fact, some of them are the one's who give me shit for not doing it as hard as they do. And wouldn't you be able to improve your health, wouldn't be able to suffer less from your asthma if you'd continue? The gym is optional, as RP methods are. How long have you done that? What did you get from RP methods? And what might to you get from doing the gym?