Because I’ve been slacking again in my goal to move more, I’ve decided that I’m going to challenge myself to do 30 minutes of exercise for the next 7 days straight. Several of you immediately jumped up and joined the challenge – and thank you for convincing me this was the right thing to do for myself…because now you’re motivating me!
The 7 Dwarfs of the Apocalypse are still with me and probably will not pack up their bags and leave until some time tomorrow, so tomorrow is the day that I begin the challenge. From Sunday to Saturday, I will exercise at least 30 minutes a day every day. Every day. My intention is to kick start the healthy habit I’ve been working to create since December 15th.
Who’s with me? I’m not talking about forever, I’m talking about 7 days. We rest on Sunday. 🙂 My hope is that I will feel like doing 7 more days…and then I will rest again for a day…and 7 days after that, and so on. For now, though, I only have enough brainergy (good word, huh?) to think about doing this for 7 days. When I start to think about longer than that, it becomes a chore…and a bummer…and I’m de-motivated. 7 days. I can do that.
If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you know how I feel about “fit speak“: that annoying verbiage the fitness gurus use to try and pump us up. Super Extreme Abs Insanity 9000 – the Iron Man edition! Shit like that just really pisses me off. I didn’t talk that way when I was gaining this weight and that’s not going to motivate me to take it off. So because of my hatred for all things fit speak-ish, I’m calling this challenge “Seven Days of Sanity”.
The only thing those gung-ho rock hard ab encrusted idiots on tv ever motivate me to do is change the channel. I want normal. I want sanity. I don’t want insanity – in my workout or anywhere else.
As far as I’m concerned there are only two kinds of insanity when it comes to working out:
1. Not working out at all and letting my ass get bigger.
2. Following some crazy ass fitness guru’s extreme challenge and burning myself out in a day.
I choose sanity. I’m going to move for 30 minutes every day. I’m not going to allow myself any excuses. And because choices tend to give me an excuse to sit on my ass and mull things over, I’m removing all choices…and sticking with my tried & true friend: the treadmill.
I really want to see 349 on the scale in March. If I just stick to eating right and don’t start moving, I probably won’t see that number until April. I need to get moving. I need to do it now. I want 349 blinking back at me in March. So…in the words of the father of all things yummy, Johnny Depp:
What are we waiting for?
Tomorrow, we begin. Who’s with me?