It's Official

I actually bought a pair of joggers this morning. Or whatever you call them.

I think technically they are "running" shoes.

Nike if you must know. Quite cheap too. Only $80!

Anyway, so I am booked in to see the nutrition person tomorrow afternoon after work.

I will have to call first thing in the morning to book the two inductions, because this morning when I called the person list wasn't up yet.

Otherwise I probably would of went today. Then again with how my legs are after those massive hills probably a nice thing that I am not there.

So now I am officially a gym-goer. Almost.

*winks*

I guess you are probably wondering why I want to go to the gym if I am not being concerned about the number on the scales anymore (yeah that little nye resolution from last year in the sidebar...)

Well to be perfectly honest with you, it has nothing to do with losing weight.

I just want to be able to run around at work and not get puffed out.

I don't want to look at photographs of me and think "Woah, do I really look like that when I am sitting down?!"

And I kinda wouldn't mind a little muscle in my arms. Would make for lifting the little ones a bit easier.

And maybe a flatter stomach and tighter arse.

But hey, I am not ready to cut out all my yummy foods so if that last one doesn't happen then oh-the-fuck-well.

I'm all about loving food.

Hehe.

Now where did I leave that cookie from Subway?

Ugh.

The last few days okay weeks I have been feeling a little ugh with myself.

I was running around with the boys on Friday at work. Yeah I was running around with three two year olds. Tackling them to the ground and tickling them. Letting them pull me to the ground and then jump on me.


And I ended up feeling exhausted.

Probably doesn't help that I had Strep C and then managed an entire week at work only to end up with the flu.

Yeah, seriously.

But I love playing with the children at work. It is fun and they have fun. I honestly love seeing them smile when I am doing something with them.

I generally have these moments a lot lately. Mind you I seem to be slipping into smaller sized clothing. Go figure!

I know why I feel like this. I don't cook at home anymore. I live off takeaway.

However I do walk every day. During the week I do a 4k walk each day.

When I first moved here, in the beginning I noticed the weight just fall off me. I loved it.

Yeah, I was definitely the idiot who gloated about the fact that I could eat pizza and lose weight.

It just isn't the case anymore and I am starting to notice a major decline in my health.

And well I kinda want my legs to be a little bit more toner. Because seriously I have fallen in love with them.

Not to mention I feel a little self-conscious when the guy that I have been seeing touches my stomach.

So, I was walking to Broadway, to shop of course, the other day and noticed that they had a Fernwood. While I know that it is generally a more exxy gym I like that it is females only.

They have a little "beach bod boost" thingy-ma-jiggy starting on the 3rd of October. Considering doing it.

I figure if I get a little kickstart from elsewhere then I will get in the habit of walking jogging again.

Right?

Or am I just kidding myself? If I don't have the motivation in the first place will I just fail and waste money?

Ugh.

Walking

I walk to work every morning. And obviously I get home the same way.

It's about a twenty-five minute walk and I love it. Considering that I do absolutely no exercise besides that walk, it's nice. Easy even. No hills *wink*.

What do you do for exercise? Or are you like me, and do none besides getting to and from work?

Not So Fit And Healthy

Okay, so earlier, like a week ago, I wrote this post saying how I was grateful to have some drive and motivation when it came to exercising.

Oh boy did I fall off that wagon.

This week has been an utter failure. Not one ounce of exercise has taken place.

I am beginning to think that I need to call the dinosaur in.

It isn't like I haven't thought about exercising, because I have. Believe me, most nights I think that maybe I should go for a walk. Or do some exercise on the wii fit. Or jump on the bike for twenty minutes, or until I feel like dying.

But I haven't.

I am meant to be weighing in, 'cause you know, I only weigh in every month now as my weight is a serial fluctuator, on Sunday.

It's scary stuff. The weighing in, not the exercising. Though that could be scary since its been a week.

I am beginning to wonder what to do. I was feeling great when I was getting out and walking every night.


Now, I just cant be fucked.

What do you do to make sure you get some exercise time in?

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