Considering Curves
I didn't used to be like this. Heck, 3 months ago, it wasn't like this. But three months ago, I could walk 6 miles in 2 hours, only dipping beneath 3.1 mph during my warm up and cool down. I'm getting...gross. I'm getting into the attitude that's going to make me an invalid. I don't want to gain anymore, and I certainly don't want to make myself disabled with fat.
Sure, I sometimes walk. If I need something in town, I go and walk there and carry it back. I get on my husband's treadmill, pop in a DVD, and just walk. But it's more my attitude toward daily life that's concerning me. Seriously, too lazy to wait for dinner? Too lazy to get up from my book and go fetch my own food??? That is...well, it makes my stomache queezy. I always do get up, but my mind doesn't want to.
So, my point is, I'm not an exerciser. I have racks of workout DVDs to attest to that. I have weeks where I started a walking program only to quit withen the month as proof. I have an exercise bike that I spent money I wasn't supposed to spend on, and I don't use it, because my seat doesn't fit on its seat. I don't work out.
And I keep gaining.
So...there's this Curves down the street. I watched the info video on their website. I keep seeing their buildboards, shouting: first week free trial!!! And I brush it off. After all, it will cost me money, and I'll probably quit. And what's my motivation when it's rainy, or cold? When I "Jus' don' wanna." I tend to collect workout buddies, so that I always have somebody there to expect me, and when they do, I show up. But I have nobody right now.
I looked at their website again. Their PR person did a good job. And with this "Curves Smart" thing, where it moniters how well you've been doing, how much harder you need to try, it encourages progress, lessening the chances of platue and stagnation. And, the first week is free....and it's just down the street, I wouldn't need a ride...and it will get me into the sunlight on the walk there...and it will get me my exercise...and maybe, I can pack my uniform, and go strait to work...and maybe, Phill will kick me out of bed when it's time for me to go....maybe by the time it's really cold, I'll be less sensitive to it, especially since I will be out in it daily...maybe it will help me lose weight....maybe I'll build muscles....maybe I'll get endurance....maybe I should try it.
But I'm still scared to. What on earth am I scared of? Failure? Everybody fails. I have a book I love: "Try Again. Fail Again. Fail Better." It tells of all the failures in the world...and how, when the people who screwed up tried agian, they succeeded in changing the world. And that's true for me. People around me swear off dating, but because I survived several failed boyfriends, I ended up with a wonderful husband. My dad quit smoking after 48 years, and he tryed to quit so many times before then, but this is the time that's lasting. So, success only happens after failure: otherwise, it's called luck.
Before I started writing this blog, I talked to Phill about trying out Curves. I have decided to go talk to the recrutment lady tomorow. And he agreed. I'm still scared. But I'm going to try.
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