Wednesday, February 6, 2008

sloth

today is the first day I have pedaled at work this week. I did better last week. It all depends on what I need to accomplish and whether I have people bugging me, and clients coming in.

I discovered if I chew gum all day, I don't snack at all.

Did 30 regular crunches, 20 agonizing leg lifts, and 10 each of right and left crunches (at least I know what I mean!).

Have discovered being depressed all the time does not help me find any motivation to exercise. Cyclical: depressed about my appearance, too depressed to work out...

Thursday, January 31, 2008

slow start

Sunday night: 310 jumps on the jump rope. When I used to work out daily in 2003, I was able to go 500 without stopping (except when I tripped). This 300 nearly killed me, and I had to stop every 50 or so to gasp for air. I am so out of shape.

Yesterday: approximately fifteen minutes pedaling my little pedal gizmo.

I brought my pedal contraption to work so I can pedal while I sit at my desk. I'm pedaling right now, actually, and have five minutes so far for today. I figure even if it's only five minutes here or there throughout the day, and only adds up to twenty or thirty minutes, that's a hell of a lot better than just being sedentary all day long.

My only problem right now is figuring out the best way to manage pedaling at work. My chair has wheels, and it's hard to keep it from moving while I pedal. I'll have it figured out here shortly.

And, hey, if I pedal throughout the day at work, it's easier to justify not jumping or lifting weights at home. I still need to work out at home, but a little activity is so much better than none at all. Right?

Thursday, January 24, 2008

here I come

motivation: found

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

getting off to a slow start

Funny how the best intentions go nowhere fast.

I have had such an urge to run, but life interferes at night and sleep has been evading me, so getting up early to run before work has been impossible. But, I had to do something. So I just punched my heavy bag roughly five hundred times with each arm. I then followed that up with a meager seven minutes on my little pedal thingy that's been collecting dust for two years.

My arms now ache, and my legs hurt. But it was actually my back that made me stop pedaling. I'll have to find a different place to sit to utilize the pedals so I don't hurt my back.

There are two 5K runs coming up that I want to do. The last Saturday in January and the first Saturday in February. The one in February is non-negotiable. I did that one last year (my first and last 5K before injury) and want to do it again. I need to find out more about the January 5K to see if I really want to do it.

I've started. And it's time for me to kick it into gear.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

fat back

Two thousand seven found me becoming the fattest I have ever been. I have been disgusted with myself for months. However, due to serious time constraints and over-scheduling, I have been too exhausted and busy to find the time to fit exercise into my daily routine.

This weekend, I noticed my rolls of fat now touch each other. It is a feeling that grosses me out.

And so begins my quest to get rid of my fat back, and everything else.

I have made a commitment with another friend to obtain an exercise goal by May.

How can my husband find me the least bit attractive when I am nothing but a disgusting blob?