I’ve written about my weight so many times here that I’m not even going to link to the latest post. It’s getting embarrassing already. I complain about it so much and so often yet here I am, still fat and getting, um…heftier.
Thyroid. Yes, it has almost everything to do with the weight and I know that. But what am I doing to fight it besides whine and write?
I’ll admit it here and now. I’ve done nothing to combat it except complain about my fucked up thyroid and the fact that I don’t eat a lot.
Truth of the matter is, it’s not what I eat. It’s the fact that I sit on my ass all day in front of my computer and obsess about my stats, write posts that sit unfinished in drafts and hang out on Twitter.
I don’t move. I’ve become one with my kitchen table and chair. My butt is becoming square like the seat shape. There will be NO Spongebob remarks in the comments, do you hear me people? *stink eye*
I suck at going to the gym. It’s clearly an extreme issue for me to get my lazy carcass into the car, drive the two miles and hit the treadmill.
Besides…I have my own treadmill that sits intermittently unused.
Well, I woke up Monday determined.
It takes 21 days to form a habit. And goddamn it, I’m going to form a freaking exercise habit or die trying.
No treadmill. I hate walking and staring out the window in a bored daze.
Hello free On-Demand work-out videos.
There are so many to chose from that I don’t have to get bored, I just have to get coordinated. Some of those fancy stepped cardio videos are dangerous when you’re trying to navigate ottoman, couch and 2 dogs on carpet in gym shoes. I hope I have Homeowners insurance…just in case.
Meanwhile, I’ve discovered Crunch. I’m in love. The stretch videos are awesome and just hard enough to keep me going without getting turned off and frustrated. And Leslie Sansone has a ton of walking videos that are available. It’s SO EASY to get a great 45 minute morning work out, exactly the way YOU want it, in the privacy of your own home.
I don’t have to walk into a gym and get depressed watching a skinny little, perky tushie in front of me on the elliptical while the person behind me ducks when my butt cheeks come flying towards them.
I’m on Day 3 of my Commitment to Habit. I know, it’s the first you’ve heard of it. I didn’t want to say anything until I made it past the first day.
18 more days to go and I have a kick ass new habit.
Hopefully this new, almost there habit, won’t kick me in the ass first.