Monday, November 16, 2009
How come?
I have a lot of how comes running through my head, but I will focus on one. How come it is SOOO hard to motivate myself to work out. Then when I do I feel like a rock star. But then it is hard to do it again the next day. Why can't it be as addicting to me as it was in High School. Maybe not to that extreme, 2 to 3 workouts a day, but at least one. I realize that I have so much more to fill my life now and working out was my escape then. I am hoping to get back to working out faithfully, but motivation is something I severely lack. I'm hoping by the New year I will be ready to fork out the money for the gym and go with my friend at 4:30 in the morning. I know crazy, but I am way excited to. I know crazy. I just have to be ready to pay. I am making myself work out so many times a week at home and hopefully start getting up to do it at 4:30 at home. If I can prove to myself I will do it here, then it will be worth the money for the gym. Oh if only I would have appreciated my body before I had kids and didn't find every fault disgusting. I guess that is what happens when you are the biggest sister and have skinny, rockin' bodied sisters.
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Umm, excuse me. I beg to differ on this post. I have worked out a total of one, yes count it, ONE time this entire semester. My arms have grown appentages called wings. They waive at m students as I write cursive on the whiteboard. My butt now has more dimples than a Shirley Temple movie. And my thighs, lets just not even venture there. My stomache is really enjoying the company of the spare tire that has taken up residence with it. So Chels, don't you worry. I will happily fill the biggest sister role in this family
oh whatever both of you...At least you are not gaining weight at my rate...why do we do this to ourselves???
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