get off my ass

Doesn’t it figure that the week I start going back to the gym after being away for two or three weeks… we get hit by flooding which has completely cut me off from the gym. I can’t cross the river, from any direction, to get there.

Bleh. Guess I have to try again NEXT week :(

When I started, I was good about going three times a week. But… it hasn’t exactly been easy to keep up with that. Especially since I go in the morning after work. Depends on how well I slept the day before. Excuses aside, though, I’m trying to go every day that I feel awake enough to handle it and trying not to miss a week entirely. Doing alright so far. Trying not to worry about results so much as just doing it, plain and simple.

We’ll see how it goes.

I’ve just started my fourth week of working out three times a week. I feel proud. At the same time, I feel exhausted. It’s not such a bad combination. I’m sleeping well :P

Why is it that everyone thinks people need to eat less or differently to lose weight? I just need to get off my ass. I sit all day. I never do anything active anymore. Well, rarely anyway. The primary difference between the me now and the me a whole damned lot of pounds ago is that I used to do stuff (play sports in the backyard, go hiking, take walks, dance shamelessly) and now I spend most of my time in front of a computer or buried in paper. I enjoy these things, but my health is suffering.

I keep making plans to do this or that and never following through. I need to follow through. Need!