Tired. Plain and simple. Mental note to self: Do not book every weekend in January with plans, after Christmas you are too tired and need rest.
I have found there is no magic moment coming my way where I will WANT to exercise. It will always be a struggle for me and I suspect, most people out there. How many countless hours are spent beating ourselves up over not doing it? I accepted yesterday that even though I was sore and tired, I must go walk anyway (hating every minute of it until I got up that first hill, then Ms. Wannabe got her groove back). I think I have just been waiting to feel like working out and until that feeling washed over me, I could easily rationalize why I wasn’t going to do anything. So I am in on the secret now, I GET IT….you don’t have to WANT to exercise, you just have to do it anyway…cussing and screaming and dragging arse down the street.
Thank goodnes for IPods. What a great way to have ALL my favorites play one after the other. Remember excercising with the walkman and cassette? I must have played Def Leppard over and over and over again on that thing. I have the whole soundtrack of Valley Girl on my player. I never know what will play next…Toto, Daddy Yankee, Ruben Blades, Van Halen, Marvin Gaye…… (If you don’t remember Valley Girl than you are too young to be reading my blog).