This morning I did 20 squats and 20 wall push-ups. I have to begin working out sometime, right? And I have to begin somewhere, right? All of this came about because I have a few friends on Facebook who have been posting their workout stuff - now, granted, I usually just look at the ones from the skinny people and just kind of get depressed. But one lady, who is bigger, posted her information and I had two simultaneous thoughts run through my head, and I think this probably is a testament to the devil on one shoulder and an angel on another :). The first was, "I'm really proud of her, she cares about herself and is doing something about it." The other was, "OMG she's going to lose more weight than me..." *grins*. Horrible, I know, but I try to be honest about the things going on in my life, even if there aren't really that many people reading my blog.
SO - I got up and did some exercises. First time in like ages when I've been saying "I need to get some exercise" that I actually got up and did some. Maybe that's what I need to get my butt off the couch and moving - some competition.
I need to remember that I have to start SOMEwhere. That's the big issue. So, I'm stopping in to give a report on what I've done so far today - not sure if I necessarily want to post it on Facebook for 1500 friends to see, but maybe that's what I need - an audience to watch me and hold me accountable. Live my life publicly and out loud on purpose. Show the world that I have nothing to hide...except my dirty house that we still haven't cleaned... >.>
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