Confession is good for the soul, so here is my confession: I have not exercised since Wednesday. Today is Saturday. That makes today the third day. I have to exercise today. I promised myself and pledged to everyone that I know that I would NEVER again, in my entire life, go for more than 2 days without exercising. So what’s going on with me?
I was tired.
Okay. Yes. Vacations, no matter how good, are usually followed by traveling and then coming home to catch up. But I happen to believe that a little gentle exercise would have helped me get some energy back. So that’s not it.
I had the low B12 thing going on.
Yep. Happens like clockwork, every 10-14 days. Took my shot and I’m fine now.
I’m not motivated.
Actually, this is not true. I am motivated: I have 35 pounds to lose before I get to goal and I know that I will not EVER make that if I don’t exercise. Plus I’ve already plonked down my $200 for boot camp on August 2nd and if I’m not in better shape for that, I will DIE. Or Stephen will kill me. So that’s motivation.
I’m just so busy.
What crap! I LET work take over my life for the last two days because I needed an excuse not to exercise. I know that. I had plenty of time. Time was NOT an issue.
A tiny little voice is whispering.
What? Afraid of what?
Of reaching my goal.
Look, kids! It’s time for the “I’m afraid of success” show. Starring the drama queen! The drama queen can only feel good about herself if she is battling to come back from disaster and chaos. She doesn’t like it when things are going too well. So what happens? She creates DRAMA! A little stress at work, let some personal stuff slip so you have to scramble to catch up, then viola! Back on the path to OBESITY.
I wasn’t just obese. I was SUPER MORBIDLY OBESE CATEGORY THREE (SMOC3). I don’t even know if it goes higher than that. I weighed over twice as much as I should have. I changed that by not only having gastric bypass and rerouting my intestines, but by joining Weight Watchers, working with my doctor, my nutritionist, my weight loss therapist, support groups, changing the way I ate and by EXERCISING.
I know that exercise has been a big part of my success. So far. I also know that stopping it will lead me right back to where I was. I’m always sitting down to figure out how long it will take me to get to goal. At about a pound a week now, I’ve got 35 more weeks. 2 pounds a week is 17 weeks. And I doubt if I can go faster than that so we’re talking November or December of 2010. If I get moving.
So how long would it take me to get back to SMOC3? Let’s see…I gained 5 pounds in one week. I was exercising at least 30 minutes every day and eating 80% on plan. Scary, huh? If I continue to do that, it will take me 30 weeks to get back to SUPER MORBIDLY OBESE CATEGORY THREE. How about that? I could get to goal or get back to where I started IN THE SAME TIME. That’s terrifying.
So what will it be Karen? Size 8 regular or 28W? 149 pounds or 321 pounds?
Choose. And choose carefully. Your life depends on it. Here’s a picture to motivate you:
Iron Girl Triathlon – Finished the Bike in 1 hour and 23 minutes and it felt GREAT.