Confessions

1. I did not work out yesterday. I’m making a new rule for myself: Sunday is Sabbath, and workout is optional depending on how our weekend goes. Now, key rule of accountability (and self-control) is to not make up new rules at it goes. But to be honest, our weekends are usually not very relaxing, and often, depending on Andy’s sleep schedule, whether or not we’re on worship team at church, and whether we have Bible study or not, Sundays are nutty. And it was for us. Actually, Saturday was nutty, and Sunday was half-nutty. We both decided to take a nap Sunday and ended up sleeping close to 3 hours.

2. I did not work out today. This should not be acceptable. My reasons: Barely a moment at home. I went to work a little late, but it was because we are having some serious marital discussions about some MAJOR decisions we are making. So no workout then. Came home for about 30 minutes, before going back out with Andy to get dinner, and go shopping. Shopping for what? I’ll tell you in a minute. We just got home, and I have a TON of housework that needs to be tended to, and it’s already almost 10 pm. So, accountability partners, here’s my plan: tomorrow, I’m doing a 40 minutes kickboxing workout, as opposed to the 20 minutes. Now, if I don’t do that, you really need to remind me what our goal is.

So, for the shopping? Well, despite my determination to lose weight so as to not have to buy a whole new wardrobe, I had a very discouraging day yesterday (and Friday and Saturday, too). Granted a lot of my clothes are in the laundry, but I had the most depressing time trying to find something to wear. Switching to fall clothing is not good, as I think I’ve grown out of much of my fall wardrobe. I only own 2 pairs of jeans, and one now has holes in a not-trendy location, so I’m down to one pair. And they’re not good looking any more. And all of my sweaters and long sleeve shirts are getting too short because I’ve gotten wide enough that they do nothing but ride up my sides. Now, I truly don’t care if I look like a fashion bug when I’m going to be on stage at church, but I don’t want to look like I’m trying too hard either…and I definitely don’t want to be up there pulling on my clothes the whole time, because that will send the message that I’m too worried about how I look, or at least that I’m uncomfortable.

So….after much deliberation, we decided to go get a few things. I’d like to have a lot more pairs of jeans, but because I’m GOING TO LOSE WEIGHT, I only bought one pair (Old Navy, so not too overpriced), and I bought something I vowed I would never buy after the eighties ended: stirrup pants!!

Anyway, I got some shirts and a sweater and a couple dresses to wear over leggings or jeans. And I plan to get a couple pairs of shoes tomorrow hopefully. I figure, I’m not doing my self-esteem any good to be frustrated every day that I get dressed, and the only thing that I won’t be able to wear even when I loose the weight is the pair of jeans. So that is what we were doing tonight.

To follow up my question: Why don’t we work out? Good answers, Jodi

My answers:

1. If I have to work out between outings as my only time available, I really don’t want to get sweaty and have to redo everything.

2. I didn’t get enough sleep the night before to make it happen before work.

3. It’s too late in the evening.

4. I’ll wake up Andy if I have to go in and rummage for workout clothes after I get home from work, but it’s before he’s awake. (Um, plan ahead, Angie!)

5. I don’t like it. Even though I always feel good afterwards.

6. I feel really comfortable, and don’t feel like getting uncomfortable. It’s called laziness.

7. The only workout I’ve ever REALLY loved, is turbo-kickboxing at 24 Hour Fitness. But I can’t afford the membership there only to go for classes…and I end up not going to the classes because they are at inconvenient times. If they would offer one before work, I’d get up early enough to go, absolutely. It’s worth it. Oh well….the videos are only half as fun.

Anyway, sorry for my two day absence, and my unfortunate performance. But I’m not done, not giving up. Thanks for sticking in it with me! Let’s do what we need to do tomorrow!