Wednesday, May 23, 2007
LAZY
I am the laziest person I know.  I have no drive.  Why is this?  I wonder if I get it from my mom?  I purchased this state of the art (meaning-expensive) elliptical machine when I moved out here.  I told my husband that I must exercise in a safe environment and the roads are so narrow in our town.  I told him that I would work out every night when he leaves for work.  I work out all right..  my remote finger and ebay fingers have been getting the workout of their lives, but not so much my big belly.  I was so proud of myself for completing a whole weight loss program that the machine had programed into the computer, now I just have to do that program every day not just once a week.  I try to tell myself baby steps, but I think that I am just trying to justify being lazy.  I always feel better about myself when I have finished my workout, but everyday it is a battle with my inner self to get on that machine.  It is taking up all of my living room, but when I am on it the remote will not change channels.  I think maybe my problem is the tv.  What did I do before tv?  Some people are lucky and they don't get sucked in, I on the other hand can get sucked in by an infomercial, a weight loss infomercial, mind you.  It always looks so easy and fun on tv.  Then I realize that in order to have all the success with the weight loss program I will actually have to eat less and move more.  I can move more, but the eating less is a hard one.  I love to cook and I love to eat.  I do not get that from my mom, I do know that.  Sooo all this boils down to the fact that I have come to terms with..I am lazy!!
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I don't use my elliptical as much as I should...but I have been really good at going to the gym.
But, I've been good at getting on the elliptical when there's an hour long show I want to watch (like Lost). I turn on the TV and get on the machine for the length of the show, and then I don't have to change the channel.
My favorite shirt you ever owned was the little white t-shirt (I think it had a glass of lemonade printed on it or something like that) that said, "don't wanna work." Quintessential you!
I was sooooo sad when I grew out of that shirt. I have gotten so old since then!
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