The first two weeks of my fitness journey started out feeling like a failure. Instead of 4 days of strength training, I was only getting two days at 15-20 minutes each. As I poked out my lip and mounted the scale at the end of week 2, I was shocked to see that I was down 7 pounds. And for those of you who need the New International Translation of my crazy ramblings:
The Good News: I was actually down 7 pounds, which equaled 3.5 pounds per week, with no changes to my diet and minimal sweating.
The Bad News: I was actually down 7 pounds, which equaled 3.5 pounds per week, with no changes to my diet and minimal sweating.
Why is the same point good and bad? I found this surprisingly frustrating, because I was totally outed. If it only takes minimal work to establish a healthier weight - why haven't I reached a healthier weight?
Several things come to mind, like:
- Bad habits.
- The lazy after-a-long-day-work blues.
- Or worse, something deep down inside that doesn't really wanna get'er done.
I can't think of a single good excuse why I don't dedicate 15 minutes of exercise to my daily routine - especially since I waste a good 2 hours watching my favorite TV shows. The excuses get real flimsy when I can even work 15 minutes while I'm watching a favorite TV show.
I'm out of excuses - but not out of drive. Strangely enough, I'm discovering some truth behind all of this useless struggle over my weight while reading:
Radical Honesty: How to Transform Your Life by Telling the Truth (Brad Blanton, PhD)
You can read about my fascination with Blanton's Radical Honesty movement:
Never Tell a Lie: A Social Experiment
Pass the Stuffing... Because Your Thighs Indicate You Should Be Done With It
Until next time, I wish you the best of all health for your mind, body, and spirit.
And as always: Happy Cleansing!