Make health a priority

Last week I signed up to an online fitness site that aims to boost your general fitness levels incrementally by tracking how many steps you walk in a day with a “fitbug” (fancy pants term for a fancy pants pedometer). You can connect the fitbug with a USB cable to your PC to upload your stats and then the site generates new targets for the following week based on your personal health and fitness goals. It also annoys you by sending text messages and emails and making phone calls to remind you to get off your arse (I like my abuse to be useful).

I think this is a more sensible way for me to begin improving my fitness given that my current job requires me to work from home. No point pretending to be a gym bunny when I’m more of a gym sloth. Once I feel that I’ve improved my fitness levels and have proved to myself that I can commit to a training program then I’ll introduce more challenging activities. The fitbug site also provides cardio, strength and flexibility programs in addition to extending your daily walking with team challenges and competitions, so hopefully I’ll be well on my way to improving my overall health soon enough.

I have to wait until the 20th to see my doctor but I understand there was something awry with the results of the blood test I had done a week ago. Nothing to worry about apparently but still a sign (whatever it is) that I should be taking better care of myself, something I’ve had on the backburner for far too long. I’ve been eating a lot healthier in the last couple of weeks which has helped my symptoms a little but I still need to overcome my pathological laziness and up the ante as far as fitness is concerned. I’ve really abused my body over the years and I’m frankly worried that my history of eating disorders is starting to catch up with me. It’s quite upsetting, to try so hard to change how your mind thinks about yourself and your body only to be punished by permanent physical reminders of what an idiot you were in the past. I wish I could undo all of it but I know that the best I can hope for is to learn to accept and to forgive myself for decisions I once made out of hurt, anger and fear.

Ever wish you could just go back in time and give yourself a pep talk?