Well, actually sweating my ass off multiple times a week and contorting myself into various poses that are reportedly in some places called "lunges" is what it's going to take to "fix" me.
I've got the Spring Time "I don't want to be at home and act like a grown up and take care of my house!" bug. And unless it involves being outside and planting flowers, I'm not doing much of it.
However, I have made my bed for like a week straight. Every morning. I know. This shocks even me.(This kind of thing got me an allowance when I was like eight. $.25 a day! Woo-hoo!) I'm actually beginning to wonder what is happening to me? And now I'm ready to re-do my bedroom. Bought paint samples and everything. I'm going to be doing some drawings to see how I want my furniture to go in the room. (Okay. Wait a second. Me? Thinking something through? Beforehand? Seriously--this might be a sign of the Apocalypse. Don't say you haven't been warned!)
But..let's get back to the eye candy.
It's a beautiful day and I plan to take full advantage. That's why after I leave work today I'm heading downtown, meeting up with people and "strolling" (which is code for busting my hump) along the canal. I have it on very good authority that boys from IUPUI do lots of running on said canal--sans shirts. (Thank you, thank you, thank you!) Let's hope it's all it has been hyped to be, or I may forgo the exercise for a few beers and some nachos.
Which is definitely NOT on my diet plan for today. (What is? Why that would be my homemade roasted chicken salad with walnuts, grapes, and a tad bit of tarragon and thyme. Toss with light mayo and fat free sour cream--and voila! Delish. Just be proud that I didn't buy super yummy butter filled croissants to put it on...and I won't say I wasn't tempted.)
Sigh. Yes. I've jumped right back on the wagon. Measuring portions, weighing things out (including myself...sigh) and just generally getting back into the groove of daily exercise. Which isn't bad, mind you, it's just that my body is weeping--and begging me to just "sit our ass down on the couch and watch Tivo!". Sorry body, gotta keep moving. Hence why I need a tad bit more motivation on this Tuesday afternoon. (I skipped yesterday. I didn't get home until after nine. But I did run up and down the basement stairs at Butler roughly fifteen times-that counts. Sort of.) So what if it takes good looking half naked men to get me up and going--at least I am!
However, I am in need of new shoes--and I'm torn. New Balance or Adidas? (I don't wear Nike. Period.) Decisions, decisions......
And maybe if I do sweat enough-I can have some of the BEST ICE CREAM EVER. Blue Bell is now for sale at Meijer in Indy! This brings me back to my days as a kidlet in Houston....and put the biggest smile on my face. Half a gallon? Who cares! I'll take it!
Now. Who is going to keep this stuff under lock and key away from me?
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