The One Where I Discuss My Dislike For Exercise

  There aren’t pigs flying in your neighborhood?  They sure are flying around here, because I actually worked out yesterday.  This made said flying event occur because it’s probably been close to 25 years since I worked out just because I felt like it.  I mean, really…who ever WANTS to workout?  {other than my mother, who still does a workout tape daily in her side “exercise room” and makes me feel pathetic for sitting on my arse every day for the last 25 years.}  Problem was, I never really saw any need for it – other than keeping off weight.

You see, I’ve always been pretty lucky in the weight department.  I’m not saying I’ve ever been a skinny minny, and I’ll put it all out there….I usually am around a size 8 – bobbing up into 10 territory on certain brands {damn them} but I pretty much eat what I want every day and haven’t ever packed on the pounds – even without working out.  Pretty amazing, I might say, other than the fact that it never occurred to me that it might catch up with me one day.  Um, yeah, that day is here.  I weigh more now than I did the month after giving birth.  Sad.

  I’ve just turned 40 and suddenly {actually I am pretty sure it’s been slowly occurring through the later part of my 30s} things are slowing down a bit.  By things I mean my metabolism!  I can’t eat an entire bag of MnM’s without seeing the effects anymore.  I’m starting to see my thighs packing on the goods and my belly, well that’s always been an issue.  I’ve always held my tummy in.  I guess I’ve always had a pooch that I didn’t like and so I got used to sucking it in. However, lately, I look about 5-6 months preggers if I don’t suck it in.  Not really my idea of fun, having the guys at work look at me with a questioning look, “OMG, she’s having another baby!”  So, I go on, sucking my belly in 24/7 and I’m super  tired of it. I’m no dummy.  I know that if I workout and eat right things will fall into place in a year.  But why oh why can’t I ever find the motivation to do that?  I’ll eat healthy for a few days, buy all the right foods at the store, get rid of all the sweets, stop drinking Diet Coke, and all is great!  But it never lasts long.  I always revert back to my late night snack sessions and my Diet Coke obsession.  Why?  I know it takes awhile to create a habit, but I don’t ever have the willpower to make it that long.  WHY?  I’m so good at most things I do, but this is just something my mind can’t crack.

It should be as simple as saying, ” I need to do this so I feel better, look better, and don’t end up on The Biggest Loser” but why doesn’t it work that way?  Am I the only one with motivation problems?  Am I the only one who can’t seem to eat just ONE brownie?

Do you workout on a regular basis?  When do you find the time {and PLEASE don’t say you wake at 5am to workout before the kids are up – that sounds absolutely dreadful!}

SEE MY PROBLEM????

  I should see taking care of my body as a MUST DO no matter what.  I should care about what I’m putting in my body…Argh…issues people, I have issues!

 

 Anyone else struggling with this out there?