I’ve been lamenting the fact that, as I approach 40, I’m not as physically fit as I’d like to be. I was an athlete throughout my school and college years, but when the babies started coming one after another, my “free” time disappeared. I would start exercising, continue for a few months, then get derailed by sickness, weather changes, or laziness. Here was my list of excuses:
- I’m tired.
- I have no free time to exercise.
- I have no one to watch the kids while I exercise.
- I don’t like to sweat. (Don’t laugh!)
I’ve had no trouble beginning to exercise; I’ve done it lots of times. It’s the discipline of keeping up with it that does me in. So perhaps my blogging about my excuses will keep my accountable!
I was discussing my lack of physical discipline with my husband one night and after listening to me, he says:
“The only person stopping you is you.”
So, Thanksgiving Day, I started exercising AGAIN. I wanted to start before the New Year in order to get a leg up on my New Year’s resolutions. My goals are to exercises 5-6 times a week, for 1/2 hour of light aerobic activity (walking). Right now, I can only find time to do this first thing in the morning. (Ugh. I’ll save my thoughts on early rising for another post!) I plan to give an update on my progress after the New Year. It’s always a good time to begin again.