It's entirely possible that I've been avoiding this blog entry due to my minimal success this week. Since last Wednesday, I have exercised a whopping one time, and have frequented more buffets than I care to admit (I highly recommend Todai).
In my defense, I did have what I now describe as a horrible, terrible, no good, very bad week. Naturally, this encouraged me to hide under my covers in a fetal position while the miserable wind screamed in agitation against my window. The week's torrential downpours brought me a water-logged phone, uncooperative hair, and a smashed passenger-side window from which my schoolbag was stolen, along with its contents - more of sentimental value than monetary. Nonetheless, I considered myself out of commission until yesterday, perhaps unreasonably so.
I have so many excuses I could make my own remix of Jamie Foxx's "Blame It."
With the weekend's sunshine as my inspiration, I rallied this afternoon, jogged around my neighborhood for 50 minutes, and spent the next ten stretching. ("Jogged" also encompasses "walked, tripped, and gasped for air," but I've improved since the first time I hit the sidewalk last week). Now that I've used my Get Out of Jail Free card, I feel a sense of urgency to reach my goal - no more excuses! I will have better news next week, I'm sure of it.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Goal and Plan of Action
My title is by no means literal, although incorporating more fruit (or any) into my diet might not be such a bad idea. Rather, my apple a day is to exercise for an hour at least 4 days a week. I live in a beautiful area where runners and dog-walkers abound, and I hope to execute my plan of action by joining them.
While I was actually an avid runner once a upon a time (a long, long time), I've been awfully unmotivated for the past few years. The result has been an inevitable weight gain, creeping up on me and whispering that yes, desserts are delicious, and that no, I don't need to exercise now...or ever. I'm hoping that keeping this blog will help me reach my goal, especially since you are now reading and will hold me accountable every Wednesday morning.
And yet, I haven't quite strapped on my running shoes and made it out the door. I inadvertently exercised on Thursday night, when I parked 6 blocks from the restaurant I was meeting friends at (the irony). After ten minutes and a sinking realization that I would arrive sweaty and out of breath, I rallied and was further motivated to reach my weekly goal. As much as I love dessert, I am somewhat embarrassed to be so hopelessly out of shape.
I have two more days (Monday and Tuesday) to exercise three hours (I counted my restaurant run as exercise). At the very least, I want to run for about 30-45 minutes on both days, and stretch for the remainder of the hour. Check in with me on Wednesday!
While I was actually an avid runner once a upon a time (a long, long time), I've been awfully unmotivated for the past few years. The result has been an inevitable weight gain, creeping up on me and whispering that yes, desserts are delicious, and that no, I don't need to exercise now...or ever. I'm hoping that keeping this blog will help me reach my goal, especially since you are now reading and will hold me accountable every Wednesday morning.
And yet, I haven't quite strapped on my running shoes and made it out the door. I inadvertently exercised on Thursday night, when I parked 6 blocks from the restaurant I was meeting friends at (the irony). After ten minutes and a sinking realization that I would arrive sweaty and out of breath, I rallied and was further motivated to reach my weekly goal. As much as I love dessert, I am somewhat embarrassed to be so hopelessly out of shape.
I have two more days (Monday and Tuesday) to exercise three hours (I counted my restaurant run as exercise). At the very least, I want to run for about 30-45 minutes on both days, and stretch for the remainder of the hour. Check in with me on Wednesday!
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