I attempted my first burpee today. Glad no one was around to see that. I long so badly to get rid of this baby belly and I have good intentions of doing so. Then I go ahead and do something stupid like a burpee and I'm defeated once again. I opt for the elliptical. I feel like it is the lazy mans workout and it suits me just fine. Plus I can watch TV while I am doing it. Multitasking at its finest.
I have always felt like I have a runners soul as well. I get all gung ho and know I can go run a mile or two without a problem. How hard is it really? We have all been running since we were 1. When I actually attempt it I make it about half a block before I remember why I don't do it. Plus I'm sure I look like Phoebe from Friends when I run (seen that episode? it's a good one).
So what's the trick to getting in shape? I'm pretty sure that box of silvermints from Schwann's I devoured last week didn't help, but I was in Heaven. So darn delicious. This week someone brought us a big ol tub of ice cream. I can't let that go to waste. Waste not, want not. Then next week is Halloween. Four kids trick-or-treating means the jackpot for me. You know you are out of control when you dream about eating a pan of brownies while on the elliptical and truly believe the calories won't count because you are just burning them right off. I also remember, when I was eating all those silvermints, that I thought my pants were feeling a little loose lately. It is totally cheaper to buy silvermints than new jeans. Who wants to argue with that logic?
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