You know that commercial with the elderly woman that falls and yells out, "Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!"? Well today I'm yelling, "Help! My rearend has fallen and it won't get up!".
I just got back from a walk and I can't tell you how disgusted I am with myself at how out of shape I feel. Just when I think I've gotten this battle under control, I'm humbled by a fallen rearend, or a stomach that turns into three when I sit down, or flaps so long hanging under my arms that I may never have to board another airplane, all I'll have to do is plot my course and wave!
I dropped about thirty pounds a few years ago and as much as I'd like to say it's been willpower, I'm sure it's the food sensitivities I've developed that helps to keep the scale from varying more than five pounds or so. The exercise thing however just kills me! How can the pants that were loose last week not fit this week? Is this really possible? How can the same body that takes months and months of working out to obtain turn into a mass of flab after only a few short weeks? How I ask you?!
I don't know that I'll ever learn the secret of staying motivated enough to prevent this cycle from happening. I guess it's just one of those things in my life that I have to accept, not allow myself to linger in the grasp of my discouragement, take Nike's advice and JUST DO IT!
CRAP...I'm off to the gym.
xo,
Carrie
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lol...I think Sodium plays a real part in the day to day up and down cycle. The month to month firm then flab is I think unfortunately part of the "just go do it damn-it" syndrome. This I totally subscribe to also...poop.
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