No exercise at all keeps me in terrible shape

I have a hate-hate relationship with exercise. I need it, oh right now how I need it, and I don't want to do it. What I want to do is sit around and shove food in my mouth and just keep sitting there, and fail to gain any weight or die of progressive heart disease because of the plaque I'm allowing to build up in my arteries.

Seriously, I am so incredibly lazy.

I had not exercised in a year and a half and after two weeks of much angst and worry over what I would do to get back in the game, I went to a kickboxing class at the gym where I've been a $34 monthly donor for several years. It was hard. I thought I was going to expire. I was profoundly bothered by the man in front of me, who attacked this class with a drama unseen in Beijing this summer, and yet I wasn't satisfied to admire him for his energy and instead chose to judge him for his overwrought punching and kicking and for my rear view of his unfortunate shorts.

I am lazy and I am also a judger. Nice.

Really I admire people with energy and discipline, people who won't give in to their mind games with themselves, who just (oh God) do it.

I need to go back this week. I really do. I need to develop a routine. I just don't want to at all.

Comments

[Kim]

I could have easily written this post. Oh! How familiar it reads...

[Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah]

We are soul mates.

[Suebob]

My sister! Once again, we follow the same life path.

I once had a physical therapist who said "You should do exercise you enjoy. Like get together with a group of friends and play volleyball."

I looked at him, dumbstruck.

Then I said "Dude, my friends are intellectuals. We don't exercise for fun. We ARGUE for fun."

[laurie]

Thanks, ladies. I mean, I rode around with my gym SHOES in my car for a week and that felt like progress.

Hi Kim, welcome to the laziest club on earth! Glad to have you. :)

Sarah - Duh. ;) It must be the beer.

Suebob, volleyball is my worst nightmare come true. My hand-eye coordination is horrifying and just the idea of volleyball makes me sad. People get volleyball scholarships! Imagine. Someday I'll write through my trauma about tennis and my ex-boyfriend but I'll have to be drunk. And yes, yes on the arguing. If I do see you in Chicago we should do an arguing panel. Blog arguments. Arguing successfully while blogging to fill your single-girl time.

(Sorry, low blood sugar. Need more candy!)

[Grace]

You may in fact BE me.

You're using Plinky! I'm trying to figure out how to integrate it into my blogging, but so far I just can't quite get it.

[ilinap]

Did I write this?

[laurie]

You all are making me feel better about my embrace of sloth among the seven deadly sins, so thanks. :)

Grace I sort of LOVE Plinky but I feel a little awkward having the little Plinky button there. Maybe I'd feel better using the Vox spot I signed up for if it had writing prompts? I really like the community writing aspect of it, though. I didn't stick with Vox long enough to really grow into that. SO MANY APPLICATIONS.

[James]

You need to bring in music for exercise and you won't be bored.

[laurie]

Hi James - always have music either with me or in a class. Got that covered. :)