Seriously? I'm not exercising. I'm thinking about it. Planning on doing it. Talking about it. Watching other people do it. Wishing I was doing it. Feeling guilty that I'm not doing it. Feeling untoned and mushy. And guilty. Very guilty. I wake up in the morning and think about it - how I'll exercise, when I'll exercise. And then the day unfolds and I don't do it. So I'm hoping to post here each morning my plan for exercise, and then post again that evening with a report on what I did - not whether I did it because that's no longer a choice - but what I did. At least for a few days until I can get back into the habit of doing something physical every day.
Besides feeling mushy and untoned - you know, that feeling where all of your muslces just seem to be hanging there holding on but not doing anything? Besides that awful feeling, I'm waking up feeling all achey. Lower back, calves, sometimes feet. Feeling achey and oldish. And I know that routine - daily! - exercise will take care of all of that. The best thing I could do to take care of both would be pilates. All that stretching seems to take care of the ache and the tone. So, before sunset, I will complete a pilates tape. Now, to go for the gold, I will also go for a two mile walk.
Hopefully this public promise will get my sorry ass moving.