That was also my experience until I mixed in THC and heroic amounts of mountain biking and racquetball.

For me, the conditioning had to be broken. I knew that other people enjoy working out. It didn’t make sense that I couldn’t. I came to feel that my body was lying to me, and it pissed me off.

Maybe it’s hard to boot up the endorphin process, or something. I don’t have a good explanation, but pure rage and good weed powered me through the barrier.