Gosh. When will I ever stay focused and dedicated to my daily workout routine? I could come up with a million excuses, but that's all they really are, excuses. I somehow find the time to watch Youtube, my regular tv shows, catch up on my book trilogies, meet up with friends for happy hour, but can not find 20-30 minutes out of my day to squeeze cardio in.
It's already summer and the pressure is on. All these sexy bikinis, Victoria's Secret catalogs popping up in my mailbox, women with 3 kids walking through the mall with better bodies than me!
I need to get this body into shape. I need to start feeling "sexy" again. I need to feel empowered and in control with myself. Discipline has not been enforced for quite some time now so my body took the initiative by doing so and added some more blub on my thighs and stomach. *sigh*
Whenever I sit down on my bed naked I stop and think to myself, "If I were strolling around the beach would I find this body attractive? No...not so much." I try to be real and harsh with myself, but the reality of it all is that I'm just flat out lazy. After working 9-5 and getting home by 6 after traffic all I want to do is rest. I don't feel like working out when I can just sit there, eat a nice plate of whatever I cooked that night, and watch The Office. But I know I need to get out of this mode. I think it's the evil sugar speaking to me. It's breaking me down and making me weak. Did I mention we had another birthday to celebrate at work this week? Yep, you know what that means. Sugary Pillsbury cake time with extra frosting on top. Man, did it taste good. I had like 3 pieces.....then a salad for lunch. Why the salad? Don't know. Guess I was trying to cover up my guilt with spinach leaves thinking that would do actually do something.
Okay. For sure this time I'm going to get up and going with my fitness routine starting Monday. I browsed through some motivational fitness pictures on Pinterest so I think I'm good now. Fighting!