I managed to get my butt out of bed to go for a run this morning. I gave my thirty days cancellation to my gym considering I haven’t been in about two months. Yes, the “Queen of 6 days a week at the gym”, has fallen off the wagon. With everything that’s been going on in my life, going to the gym is the lowest priority imaginable. Plus, it’s become a pain in the ass to get there considering I don’t always have to buy a bus pass because work has been so sporadic. In order to commit to go to the gym every day, I have to have a bus pass, therefore my gym membership actually costs me $152.00 a month and I’m sure I can find something closer to me that doesn’t cost THAT much.
As a result, all of my gym wear is sitting at home staring me in the face, taunting me because it knows that I start the big "O" again in three weeks, AND it knows after that I’m supposed to be doing “Bikini Girl” in the Exotic Outdoor Adventure pilot.
After telling G-man last night that I was planning on going for a run this morning he replied, “No you’re not. Who are you kidding?” so I had to go whether I wanted to or not, just to mush it in his face. And getting up wasn’t too bad. It’s so much easier in the summer when the sun is up than in the winter when it’s bloody dark. I got up and stretched (kitties didn’t quite know what was going on and had to come and investigate mommy on the living room floor) and then headed out. ½ hour works out to be just over 3km. Got home and did the sweaty version of the stretching. More kitty investigation, then it was getting ready as usual.
As a result, all of my gym wear is sitting at home staring me in the face, taunting me because it knows that I start the big "O" again in three weeks, AND it knows after that I’m supposed to be doing “Bikini Girl” in the Exotic Outdoor Adventure pilot.
After telling G-man last night that I was planning on going for a run this morning he replied, “No you’re not. Who are you kidding?” so I had to go whether I wanted to or not, just to mush it in his face. And getting up wasn’t too bad. It’s so much easier in the summer when the sun is up than in the winter when it’s bloody dark. I got up and stretched (kitties didn’t quite know what was going on and had to come and investigate mommy on the living room floor) and then headed out. ½ hour works out to be just over 3km. Got home and did the sweaty version of the stretching. More kitty investigation, then it was getting ready as usual.
My girlfriend Rabs has been working really hard at the gym and I commend her effort and wish I could find some of her motivation again. I guess with the impending near naked (or naked as the case may be in SF) occurrences, the motivation will find me.
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cyn, it's so hard to keep at it, but the weird thing is that it takes over, this need to go and do it. i have only been to the gym twice in the last two weeks (because we were at the cottage for 10 days and then i went to nyc for a long weekend), but mentally i feel yuck because i haven't really pushed it lately. i guess that's good and bad, because i don't want to get obsessed again, but i do like the fact that i feel the need to go and push myself until it BURNS.
i feel so much stronger and yeah, i'm proud of how i've kept at it. even if i don't lose the weight to my goal, at least i feel better about myself. i like that i crave that feeling i get when i've finished my cardio and weights, after all the sweat and burning, the high i get afterwards, like, yeah! i totally kicked my own ass there!
you have a lot of shit going on, personally, emotionally, financially, so it is hard to do it all right now, but i know you and you'll be right back there.
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