…oops, did I say that? It’s Fitness Friday!
I’ve gotten to the bottom of being overweight–my body is in rebellion. Really. For years it burned off everything I ate (and believe me, it was a LOT) faithfully and all I could do was ‘dis it. Here it was working its hardest without any help from me, and I complained about it at every turn. So, it’s on strike. Ms. Metabolism has put her feet up and hung the CLOSED FOR BUSINESS sign in the window.
A good conspiracy theory is worth a little consideration, right?
Okay, maybe the answer is that I just can’t stop doing this
and eating these.
Seriously, though, something really cool has happened. Some switch has flipped in my brain and I’m itching to join the gym. I have this great desire to go work out really hard, work up a sweat, work out a way to exercise on a regular basis on the treadmill and exercise bikes at the Y. I can’t say I’ve ever wanted to do that. I’ve thought I should do that. I’ve even wanted to want to do that. I checked out the child care and prices, and it’s the same prices as 2 hours of babysitting a week. That’s two one hour workouts with free child care. Hmm…I think I can work that in!
Okay, and the thought of the week:
If money, time, babysitting, etc. were not issues, what type of exercise would you participate in?
Well, if I had all the time/money/resources in the world, I’d do what a friend of mine said she’d do–live in a home smack dab in the middle of a nature preserve, walk ten minutes to our fully stocked town every day to the farmer to get fresh, locally-grown organic vegetables, and then to the free-range livestock and beef farms to gather up our protein. Yummo!
But, coming back into a little bit of reality, I’d join a gym and not be embarrassed to ask for lots of help getting started. I’d ask all the questions I wanted and work out HARD three times a week. I love biking, so in good weather I’d load everyone up and we’d head out to the park for some serious riding. WooHoo! I’m getting excited.
So, how about you?