Wednesdays Stink

Every sport has its dangers.  Walking has dangers...you may be thinking about it right now and asking yourself..."walking has dangers?, what dangers?, should I go walking if its dangerous?"  Let me just say, Wednesdays are especially dangerous.  You should be warned of the dangers, so, let me educate you.  The following are dangers, seven days a week, twenty four hours a day.  Sprinklers, barking dogs (you never can be sure the fence will hold them back), cars turning into driveways, and driving crazy fast through neighborhoods and around corners, and the worst of all....loogies on the sidewalk.  But, Wednesdays, in my neighborhood are especially dangerous.  Wednesday is trash day and it stinks.  Not only do you have to walk by everybodys stinky trash cans, recycle bins, and rotting grass clippings, but then there is the trash collectors truck stirring it all up into a unique aroma.  I hate to admit this, but, Dooit Later might be invited in on Wednesdays.

Bits and Pieces

I exercised today in bits and pieces.  I got up this morning, at 7 am, and it was cold outside.  I told myself "I'll walk later when it warms up."  Of course, as the day progresses, you find yourself in the mode to get all the errands done, house cleaned, and dinner made, before you know it the sun is setting and it gets cold outside.  I did manage to get 8 minute abs in during house cleaning, and 15 minutes of a new cardio dvd while the soup for dinner simmered.  I got on the stationary bike tonite to finish out my time of AT LEAST 30 minutes and when I was done I felt good that I "got er done" if only in bits and pieces.

Seriously

I served an eviction notice on Bootyville and Tummy Town 15 days ago and I don't think they are taking me seriously.  I know Bootyville inhabitants are not listening because this morning on my walk my arms are still hitting land mass.  I think Tummy Town has decreased population by a little, my jeans are a little less stressed.  I also wanted you to know I got paid again today, I found a penny and then a quarter!  That makes the total  $1.37, oh, and I also saw a dead snake in the road.  I told you I see interesting things on my walks around the neighborhood!

Un-Welcomed Guest

Yesterday I told you about someone new that I met named Dooit Later.  It seems that Dooit Later came to visit for the weekend and I hope she is gone by Monday.  Dooit Later was not invited, nor did she ask to visit, and if I had my choice she would not be invited back.  Do I have a choice?  I think Dooit Later is even more evil than Don't.  I did go for a walk but, the sun had gone down, and it was cold, but my sister and I went for a walk around Liberty Lake.  It seems when  there is a schedule to keep Dooit Later is nowhere to be found.

I Met Someone Today...

Today, I discovered Dooit has an evil twin named, Dooit Later.  And Dooit Later convinced us this morning we had plenty of time today to fit 30 minutes of exercise in.  Well, I finally fit it in, at 9:00 pm I climbed on the resurrected stationary bike and watched the movie, "Gone in 60 Seconds".   Watching a movie made the time go by easier.  I got it done, just barely, and tomorrow I get to do it again, YEAH!...that excitement was gone in less than 60 seconds...

Bickering Selves

As soon as the eyes open in the morning the bickering starts.  My eyes are pretty happy to see daylight and my body is happy and peacefully comfortable in it's soft, warm, comfy spot in the bed, but it annoys us all when the "selves" start up about whether to exercise now or fit it in later.  My husband laughed this morning as he could see there was a situation going on, because I was not moving out of bed, "which one is winning", he said,  "Dooit" or "Don't".  Dooit won.

False Start

I slept in a little today and my body woke up a little cranky.  My joints are crying out for glucosamine.  I am not at all suprised by this, to go from comfy couch sitting , to activity idiot, is insane.  I tried to go for a walk today at around 11:30 and it was way too hot and I was not feeling great.  I got 10 min into the routine and headed back to the "barn".  I did decide to try again at sundown and it was easier to get the required 30 min of exercise (walking).  I saw an ant covered, green apple, jolly rancher and it was a good thing for those ants that it was not my favorite flavor.

Spreading the WORD

While I am on my walks around the neighborhood I often see many interesting things littering the streets.  Today, I saw a small orange Bible.  It was the kind of Bible they give out to visitors, who come inside a sanctuary to see if they are comfortable in the presence of God, or being in the same place with believers.  At first, when I saw this little Bible in the street, I thought to myself it had fallen out of someone's car because it was along the curb in front of the elementary school. As I walked on I discovered a few pages had fallen out and maybe had been blown by the wind onto the sidewalk.  It was only a few steps farther that I saw and realized there was a battle with satan being fought within someone.  It was the pages that were ripped into pieces that gave it away and the pages that were wadded up into tight little balls of paper.  I walked on thinking about this poor tortured person who had this battle going on inside and remembered that I was in the same place, not so long ago, and I thanked God for winning my battle and never giving up on me.

Race Against Time

I knew this day would eventually come.  Just 9 days into the project and it happened.  It all started with the "selves".  One self said, "You don't have to get your 30 minutes in right now. Just have a morning where you don't have to exercise. You can do it later..."  I think I will name this self, "Don't".  The other self said, " You know you better do it now,  if you listen to "Don't", you are never going to fit it in today, if you don't go now, you won't want to exercise at the end of a long day at work!"  I will name this self, "Dooit".  So, "Dooit" and "Don't" had a long, drawn out, argument this morning and my body just sat there listening, waiting for a decision to be made about whether we were going to exercise for a least 30 minutes.  Then the eyes looked at the clock and sided with "Dooit", then my poor body had to engage in a race against time, as out the door we all flew, body complaining all the way about how a decision to go for a walk can't be made in a timely fashion.

Jackpot

I went for another walk today, it sounds kinda boring, it was to start with very dull. It starts like it always does, I get up, put on the same old exercise clothes, ( I only have one set that does not get all stressed out about having to go for a walk) and out the door I go to walk the same old route around the "hood".  I've tried walking in the the other direction and it's the same, only backwards.  I get to see another angle of the tree, house, or flower bed, (thats a thrill and a half).  Since, I found a dime the other day, on my walk, my eyes are mostly scanning the pavement for a slightly higher reward.  I would be happy with 25 cents, but today I found a dollar!  It was all folded up, and my heart raced as I unfolded it thinking, just maybe, more was folded up inside. It was just a dollar.  I would have never seen it had I not crossed the street to avoid getting hit by an oncoming truck who was pulling off the curb, to head off to work.  So, all total I have collected, $1.11, for my efforts.  Maybe, like Julie, I should set up paypal on my site, and you could all pay me to exercise.  I think I'll put the money I found toward my new walking shoes!

Downtown

I went "Down to Tummy Town" today.  A friend of mine, who has decreased the population of her Tummy Town, told me she has been doing the 8 Minute Ab routine on the internet.  I gave it a try with my sister who has never had to drag around a continent, let alone two.  I can't believe how quickly she started to whine.  I think we were 3 minutes into the video,  when she started to ask how much longer she had to endure the torture, of course, she is over fifty years old (52 to be exact).  And before you ask, yes, we went for a good 30 min plus walk around Liberty Lake.

Normally Reality

Normally when one determines to exercise and set up an exercise regime, they go about it with some thought and clarity, and they ponder for awhile about how to go about it and what exercise they want to target and what days they want to do it.  Not me, not this time, I must have had a moment of insanity when I set this project up.  Reality set in today, you see, it's Saturday, and normally one would take a break from exercising after 5 days of it.  I woke up at 8am, and said to myself , "Self, it's Saturday and you don't have to go to work today, but guess what, you have to exercise. "  It's hard to have a conversation with "self" when you don't agree with "self", and you know "self" is right about the topic, but you disagree with "self" and you want to argue with "self", but which "self " will win?  This must be where normally reality sets in.  The reality is, almost 50, overweight, family history of heart disease....I went for a walk today.

Profitable

Today, I was on the road again.  It was sunny out but a little bit nippy.  I know that exercising will be good for me, my health will benefit, my heart will profit, my clothes will relax.  My clothes have been really uptight lately, stressed to the max.  I didn't know clothes could get so stressed out.  Who would ever think that by being overweight our clothes would suffer like that.  Anyway, I have always wanted to make money by exercising. Wouldn't it be easy if you got PAID to exercise?  That would be a dream job....well I got paid today for my 30 minutes of exercise.  I found a dime in the road.  Its not enough to run to the bank with, mind you, but I felt good about it.  The other day I found a penny.  I didn't feel like it was enough to write about, but today, a whole dime is worth shouting about in these economic times.

Dilemma: A problem involving a difficult choice...

It rained today.  Normally it is not a dilemma for the trees, grass, etc..., but it is for someone who hates to exercise.  Going for a walk does not feel like exercise, normally you don't have to break a sweat and you can walk for 30 minutes and say that you exercised for the day.  Not today, I had a dilemma...... My dilemma started with, "what do I drag out from the pile of exercise equipment I have in the spare room, garage, under the house, and back of the closet?  I settled for exposing the stationary bike that was 6 ft under a pile of clothes at the end of my bed.  I raised it from the dead and climbed on, gingerly, and got a glimpse of my profile in a mirror.  I discovered "Bootyville" has a neighboring continent....like any good pioneer discovery I got to name it....lets call this continent "Tummy Town".

I am So Hip....

...and  I don't mean "fashionista" hip.  Today, during my walk, I noticed while I was I swinging my arms to walk, they are brushing my hips.  Thats not good, it means my hips were really out there like another continent waiting to be discovered.  Well, I found land...massive land...and like any new discovery I'll give it a name... how about..... "Bootyville". 

Yesterday

My body remembered yesterday, today.  Yesterday I went for a walk.  I think it was over a mile (I'll have to measure it with my car).  I could not believe how out of shape my HEELS are!...after the first day they have a blister!  Anyway, today I went for the same walk and the blisters are BIGGER.  I may need new shoes and my husband agrees :) I know it's every girl's fantasy that her husband tells her she needs new shoes.  I have 363 more days to exercise and yes, my walks have been at least 30 minutes.

Day One...The Beginning

Discipline is not easy.  I went to see the movie Julie and Julia and I loved it!  I left the movie thinking..."I can do that." so I went immediately over to Barnes and Noble to see how much the French cookbook would cost and to view the recipes.  I have to admit, I would not cook brains or kidneys so, I re-shelved the book. and left thinking..."I don't need another cookbook", I already have a whole bookshelf devoted to the topic of cooking and I am still not very good at it.  What I do need is discipline, for something, anything.  I tend to start something, go all out for about 3 months, get distracted by something new, and go off to a new project or direction.  So, I got up today and I am starting to exercise and  I will blog about it everyday to keep myself accountable.  Hopefully I will get someone out there either motivated to do the same or following my blog to encourage me!