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I am Accountable, Sort of

So a mere week after saying, "I'm accountable!" I have not once updated my workout log.

Wanta know why?

Because...

Five am workouts are not FUN!! I have not gotten back into the groove of hauling myself out of bed that early in the morning.

I set the alarm....

It goes off...

I hit snooze...

I snuggle down into my covers....

I sneak my hand out of the covers and turn off the alarm.


Stupid alarm.


Stupid cold weather.

Lovely, lovely, lovely bed.

I need a personal trainer.

Correction, I need a drill sergeant to show up at my house and haul my big ole ..well you know what.. out of bed and get me to the gym.



Yup, that is what I need.

Until that happens I'm not giving up. Somewhere inside me is the determination and motivation to get my but in gear. It is going to happen.

Really.

Oh Whatever!

Snooze...



Prayers and Hugs,






Comments

Willow said…
I have the exact same struggle. Every night I go to bed optimistic and enthusiastic chanting the "I will get up and work out in the morning" mantra... and honestly, I really mean it.

However, come morning... the sky is dark, the air is cold, the eyes are heavy, and the bed is warm and inviting.

If you figure out how to get the benefits of exercise without leaving your bed, will you please let me know? That's information I would pay for!
Emily said…
It must be something in the water. I'm committed (I think) to another marathon this summer and getting started in the training just isn't happening yet. I want to run the race, I really do but I just can't quite get started. I get the feeling that you know the feeling.
Are you committed (financially or to a friend) to Little Red 2010?

How can we get going? How oh how? I need to know!
Krissi said…
I don't know what my problem is I would like to think it is in the water but it is more like it is in my head. I want to sleep not exercise. Sleep good...excercise a neccesarry evil.

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