
It is true, I failed at my new year's resolution this year. I planned to go to the gym at least 3 times per week. I made it a very long time, considering how my resolutions typically poop out after about 3 weeks (for exceptions see first post). I stopped going to the gym because I was working very hard for many weeks and seeing no numerical results. Sure, my biceps were big and my ass had disappeared (those who know me know this is actually a BAD thing). But, I was not noticeably getting smaller anywhere good. Plus, I was hovering above my previously decided "acceptable max" weight. And, yes, I KNOW that muscle weighs more than fat. I had been using a body fat percentage scale to compensate for that. Even so, not much progress for a LOT of work. I got fed up. I said, "well, crap! Since I'm not losing anyway, why torture myself?!" So, I stopped. That was 2 months ago. 7 pounds later, I'm squeezing into my strechy pants and tying up my adidases, again. It turns out, all that work was doing a lot. It was keeping me from getting fatter! So, with a newfound appreciation for what all that working out was doing for me - mostly, allowing me to eat what I want for dinner a couple nights per week - I'm on my way back to the gym. To add insult to injury, another development with my lack of gymming has been a partial return of pelvic floor spasms that I had a few years ago. Another reason to get things moving again. The funniest part is, now that I haven't been obsessing so much about my figure daily, I actually think I look pretty good. Even with those 7 extra pounds. So, here I sit in my workout clothes, blogging instead of leaving to get started. The gym and better health await. Ready........Set.......GO!
1 Comments:
haha... you are funny. Working out is SO HARD! I just started running [I mean, jogging] in the mornings MWF. I hate every second of it. Good luck!
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