This week has been a tough workout week. I have had to drag myself to the gym Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. I mean literally drag myself to the gym. I am not in love with working out lately.
Tuesday morning, I had a session with my trainer at 6am. At 5:30am, my alarm went off. I laid there for 10 minutes thinking of excuses to tell Eric as to why I stood him up. Here is what I came up with:
*I forgot to set my alarm
no, that wouldn’t work, cuz I was awake
*My car wouldn’t start
Nope, couldn’t say that, I hadn’t tried to start it yet
*I didn’t have any clean workout pants left
ugghh…I did a load of laundry the night before
*I forgot I had an appointment
not even believe-able, I’m so anal about being on time…
I was not born with the desire to be active. I didn’t play sports in high school. I hated gym class. I only work out because I HAVE TO. Yep, I have to work out. If I don’t, then there wouldn’t be this blog. I would just be a fat girl. It would be Jen, a fatgirl. Not Jen, a priorfatgirl.
So this blog is my accountability. I can’t get fat now. I have to keep going. I cannot allow myself to let the excuses win. Because if the excuses win, I loose. I get fat again.
Its been 1.5 years into my journey and it hasn’t gotten any easier to get my butt to the gym. For the rest of my life, this will be my battle. Does it ever get easier? Have you been able to achieve a love love relationship with the gym? Please….tell me its possible.
Someone, give me hope.
On a going green note, my friend Amanda (Hi Amanda!!) from work gave me this link (click here) where we can go, enter a food & get a report of that particular food. It brings up a pretty chart and then you can click for more info to find out:
- Health Benefits
- How to Select and Store
- How to Enjoy
- Nutritional Profile
On that note, I am freakin scared of brussel sprouts now cuz the “how to enjoy” section said “soak them in a bowl of water to remove any insects that may reside in the inner leaves”
UH….EXCUSE ME? INSECTS? OMG! I know I’m being a total drama queen here and I probably don’t want to know about the insects living in the other food I eat, but I would rather be oblivious! Okay, enough of the drama. GET TO WORK!