Forgive me, Fitness Father, for I have strayed. It has been over a week since my last workout session. I know you tell me to never use the word “hate,” but too late… and lets face it, you are here to forgive me, so lets clear the air now. I hate routine exercise. I get bored really easily. It’s good for a few days but then I just want to bang my head on the walls a few time and then cry. Sometimes I get so tired of Jillian, telling me I can do it. Sometimes I just don’t want to do it, okay?! You hear that Jillian? Sometimes I just don’t want to be strong enough. There, I said it. Now don’t get me wrong… I love being active. I love hiking, walking, horseback riding, and swimming. That doesn’t feel like exercise to me, though. Doing those things makes me feel like I am on an adventure. I have fun. I do not have fun lifting weights above my head as sweat stings my eyeballs. I do not have fun limping/jogging down the street and reciting “The Little Engine That Could” inside my head. Maybe it would be okay if I got some music… but I don’t know, Fitness Father. Is something wrong with me?
I just want an active life without having to worry about dragging my butt to the gym ALL. THE. TIME. And by dragging myself to the gym, I mean rearranging the furniture and having Jillian yell at me. Sometimes, I will do it because I want to. I just don’t like doing things because I have to. I am one of THOSE people. It varies, though… Sometimes like having routine and then sometimes I want to throw the routine out the window.
I know I am not the only one alone in this. Someone wrote that comic! I am just not going to be one of those bloggers that talk about exercise very much because I don’t really have anything set in stone. The only thing I really do a lot of is horseback riding and walking. Then I do occasional other things like hiking, swimming, haying, etc. I want an active life that does not center around some sort of routine…. Does that make me a terrible weight loss blogger person? I feel like everyone is kicking some serious ass… and well, I am sitting on mine. Not all the time… just some of it. 60/40.
Also, while we are here, yesterday… I also had coffee! I know, I know. I just wrote a post about positive thinking and power… and how I couldn’t remember the last time I had coffee…. but I really needed it. I had a long day of driving ahead of me and it was an early morning. Especially when one of the husband’s client-people call at 5am in the morning. Thanks for scaring the crap out of me random person.
Not having coffee for awhile really worked in my favor, though, because it really perked me up. I wasn’t drinking it because I needed to. I drank it because I wanted to. I am completely fine today without it.
I am doing awesome on the sugar detoxing (which I think I will explain more about it tomorrow). I don’t want to jinx what the scale has been saying so I won’t tell you guys any results until Monday! Might as well end on a good note.
The husband has been developing card games and I get to be his Guinea Pig (which I don’t mind)…. and he is currently waiting for me to test out his newest invention!
Also, he might be able to persuade me to try to run 2 miles today which I haven’t done for a long time. I am going to try it with music and see what happens.
Thank you for listening to my confessions. Please forgive me…. I know not what I do. Pleeeease forgive me… I can’t stop loving yoooooooouuuu. (The Italics mean I was singing. If you never read my blog again, I completely understand).