Who thinks of working out every day and reaching that fabulous body stored in her brain...yet never actually prepares for such work outs...this crazy girl!
Hence the guilt trips running through my mind, "should I or shouldn't I...my sneakers aren't around, bare feet might not handle the floor well, it can wait till tomorrow-hell you've waited years, what's one more day...but if you wait till tomorrow then going to the drive-thru tomorrow won't feel so bad because you wouldn't have ruined such workout..."so in an attempt to join the millions on the first day of the "yo-yo, this year I will (for sure) get in shape resolutions" I did the unthinkable for many expert fitness and a few medical professionals (sorry great Gods-it was that or bust!)...I worked out in the closest form of footwear* (besides my work heels, which I had just taken off--after coming home tired and feeling like crashing after my first day back from a long holiday break and a bad sleeping schedule where new year's eve ran through to new years day past 9am...mind you it took what little willpower I may have had to not stop at any fast food place on my way home, although preparing something sure seemed to be the last thing on my mind, along with trying to put in my first workout of the year.
Alas I dig through my pile of fitness videos, whose quantity is far greater than my footwear collection, yet seems to always be boxed up or holding my converter box steady so I can get my daily tv fix (don't judge converter boxes, I love it more than digital tv's--oh not to mention I do my fair share to help keep VHS and cassette tapes alive...can you tell I'm an 80's baby!)
I skip the yoga and pilates videos in search of something to make me feel alive, you know, like the moment in Rocky where he's running and trying to reach the top of the steps...you always feel so motivated but then settle for seeing Rocky reach the milestone, while you see how fast you can finish off a whole bag of chips (it's ok- stone ground yellow corn, 100% corn oil, sea salt and a trace of lime--all good, right? kinda serves the same purpose as veggies--eat as much as you'd like?...thank you, Rick Bayless--my new found love has me running for the goodness that only you can master!) The winner for tonight's torture session inspiring first workout: tae-bo...oh Billy, you really know how to make me jiggle in all the right places, places i'm sure not even Fergie knew her humps could move! Oh, did I forget to mention, along with not being prepared with the right footwear I also didn't have the appropriate clothes...slacks or pj's? Lord you'd think I'd be in some remote area and not in the humble box that is my room (long story)...well I guess the end result for workout served some mighty thoughtful purposes...
-Working out in snow boots makes me feel good about actually looking like my calves are in great shape...one less thing to focus on in said workouts (at least for today)!
-Working out in your bikini bottom and tank top surely does show you how each step in kickboxing can jiggle you in an attempt to shrink you down...although pretty unsightly, even as I see and live within this body it's funny you don't realize how you look until you're challenged to push it to the limit.
And for what it seemed like not being prepared could totally ruin the tiny chance of getting started, served it's purpose at least today it did...be more in tune with your body...and maybe then you wouldn't let yourself get to a point where torturing your body to make it look (and feel) good is the necessity, and not the norm. Let's just hope tomorrow we'll be ready and prepared to continue...
*yes, those shoes are from the kid's section, a hand me down gift from my 9 year old god-daughter whose outgrown them and thought would be so fitting for her petite, almost 30, godmother.
(No compensation provided; everything posted is pure opinions and true experiences...no humps were damaged in the jiggling process)
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