Here's what I've been thinking for the past couple days: When the weather gets warm again, I'm going to start running (definitely not around the neighborhood - probably on some public trail close to where I live), but I need to start. I think it will be good for me to just let out built up stress and frustrations. Plus I'll get in fairly decent shape while I'm at it. I'm going to slowly try to get into the swing of exercising, running, and working out everyday. Or at least every other day. Its a goal I'm setting and I intend to reach it. I just hope I don't let myself down. I would like to have someone accompany me, but I doubt that will happen. So I shall be flying solo on this one I guess.
I love winter, but I hate it at the same time. I love it cause its cooler and its so beautiful with blankets of snow. But its downfall is the fact that you can't be very active during the winter so you pack on pounds! (I may not look like it, but I know my body haha) The warmer months are more pleasurable in the fact that I can go outside and burn fat and calories - slim down more, but I HATE sweating. I just hate that feeling. I instantly want to go take a shower and restart my day. Its nauseating to know that even if you were to walk around stark naked on a typical July day you would still feel miserable and clammy. I hate that. If the weather could be around 65-75 year round somewhere I'd be set for life. I'd never live anywhere else. Now if only I can find this paradise of wonder and enjoyment I seek!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
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