Do you remember this post where I stated that I was going to post on whether or not I worked out, because embarrassment would make me work out?
Or how about this one where I promised I would get back to working out on Monday, January 26?
With all that has been going on, and me being a stress eater, I have added a few pounds. Only about 4 and I caught myself which is progress for me.
So I started working out again, not using the Wii yet (because it's gonna fuss at me, both programs). But I've started the Couch to 5K program.
Since I am sooooooooooo out of shape, I am modifying the first week or so. Day 1 I walked for 25 minutes, day 2 I walked for 5 and then did the walk/jog like they recommend but only for 10 minutes, and did that again today.
It is only supposed to be 3 days a week, but since I haven't done a full day yet . . . .
I just finished a workout. So right now, I am contemplating death.
I watch the Biggest Loser, and there is the one girl Tara who will slow down her workouts to throw up and then go back to it.
I can't push myself that hard. I get queasy and slow down.
But we have a family trip to the beach this summer.
Which means a swimsuit.
So I have got to push myself harder.