NO. I refused. I got up and did it anyways (like feel the fear but do it anyways, but Feel the tired achy bones and do it anyways, or Feel the lazy and do it anyways ... I like that, it's my new motto.)
So, yesterday while at the gym I lifted some weights. I am following a routine I found in a book published by Women's Health, the Big Book of Exercises or something (I'll post the name of the book here when I have the book in front of me, which is NOT now.) It had a full warm-up, and then a workout that is supposed to reclaim my body for me. It was quite a workout, and with the exception of one cabled row, a workout I could do Anywhere. I am grateful for the cabled row, though, since it means I have to get to the gym to do it, so I HAVE to get up at 5:20. There is no way I can tell myself at 5:20 nah, I will just do it a little later... I don't have a way to do it a little later. It just won't happen if I do that, and I refuse to give up the fight.
Today I ran. Well, ran / walked. I walked for 10 minutes as a warm-up, then did Run 1min / Walk 2min repeated 4 times, then did a cool down walk, plus I did a little stretching. I am very proud of myself. I have pride. Not only did I wake up and go to the gym, but I actually ran while I was there.
Tomorrow, swimming and weights. My first time swimming! Well, my first time swimming as a workout, I guess. I'm going to be doing lap repeats: 1 lap freestyle, rest 30 seconds, about 15 times.
I'm excited. Two other things are important to note, exercise-wise: I have committed to taking only stairs. No elevators. Yesterday, I had to park my car on the fifth floor of the parking garage. That means five flights of stairs. And I had to go out to my car four times.
I still took the stairs, including when I had a large printer that I had just purchased for the office to carry down.
Finally: water. Water. Water. It's my healthy focus for the week. Drink water. I'm doing okay, but I could be doing better. But. Water.
On a different note, yesterday was my first day of class! I sat in a classroom! It was shocking, because I apparently have a lot more in common with the faculty than my classmates ... the kids, the work-life, the husband, etc. But I'm so thrilled to be in classes again, and today, Calculus. Math is the bane of my existence, because I'm always missing little details. I'm so much better with phrases and words and grammar than with numbers and variables and coefficients. However, I have been studying up so hopefully it will assist me in not sucking. Fingers crossed!
Here's me, looking all bad-ass.
Tomorrow maybe I'll post about the Christmas presents I have planned for this year... we'll see!