Oct 06, 2008 13:33
I want a fitness goal. Something that I can be "training" towards. Something to give me incentive to go to the gym for an hour a few times a week, so I can hate my body a little less. A tangible event in a few months. I need a reason to be more active and apparently, my pants not fitting is not one. No, that's not exactly what I meant. With the exception of my latest Dance Dance Revolution minor obsession, exercise is not something I enjoy. I do it because I have to, not because I need to. And I don't have to. I find cooking, TV, intarwebs and the like more fun and compelling than exercise. Running on an elliptical for an hour while watching Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy doesn't get me excited. Add the fact that my previously sedentary job has gotten even more sedentary and I don't run up and down stairs at my house anymore and general slothiness and I am unhappy with how I look and how I feel. I want to give myself a reason to exercise. Reasons like 'I want my fat pants to fit again' or 'while clothing sizes are arbitrary, it might be nice to wear one that has only 1 number' or 'if those people on The Biggest Loser can do it by working out 6 hours a day with a team of medical experts, trainers and a set meal plan can lose weight in an unhealthy yet entertaining fashion while proclaiming that they are saving their lives, there's no reason that I can't!' or 'I want to walk up the 3 flights of stairs to my apartment without panting for 5 minutes afterwards' don't work. I want to be able to say 'Oh, I'm exercising a lot because I'm getting ready to do _______ for charity.'
The problem is, I don't know what I should be pulling towards. I don't want to do a marathon/10K/5K/anything involving running for a bounty of reasons. (I want to be able to run. Everyone I know who talks about getting healthy seems to have a fantasy of being one of those joggers on the street... even if they don't like to run) I can't particularly do a bike race on my adorable little Dahon folder bike. I could possibly do some kind of swim, but not in the Potomac (ew intersex fish). And, let's face it, the charity is secondary.
Yeah. Thoughts?
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