Today I met with my trainer again. It was one of the toughest workouts yet. I left there already feeling sore. It was good, in that pain you want to feel because you know it was a good workout sort of way. Yet, I couldn't help but feel angry at myself for the complete lack of effort when I'm at home lately. I always seem to have an excuse that prevents me from getting my workouts in. It's terrible!!
-have to feed the baby
-need to spend time with Sebastian
-can't run with both boys until Sullivan is 6 months old
-should spend more time with my husband
-I want to watch a show on tv
-need to send an email
-should fold laundry
-dishes
-have to check facebook
-need to follow my blogs
-want to read a book
-tomorrow I'll start
-I'd rather eat some ice cream
-we should eat first, and then I'll work out
-I just ate, so I can't work out
-I just want cookies
-want to work on pictures
-should do some stuff around the yard
-want to organize our papers
-decluttering is more important
-don't want to have to shower again
-there isn't enough time
-insert another stupid reason here
Really, as I look over this list, all I see is that I am willing to devote time to almost anything except exercise. The sad part is, I really love exercise. I love running. I love listening to my ipod running list and just enjoying the run. I love preparing for races. I love feeling my heart working hard. Every single time I finish a workout, I'm so glad I did it, that I am absolutely amazed that I work so hard finding excuses why I shouldn't bother. So, I need to start putting exercise on the list. If I have a to do list with only 3 things on it each day, one of them should be exercise. Even if it is only a walk. Something. But I can't keep letting stupid mundane tasks take over from making my health and fitness a priority. It's not just for me, it's setting an example for my sons.
1 comment:
I hear you sista! I hear ya!
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