I want to run. I don’t want to run. I want a cheese baguette with a nice glass of Chablis.
I see other people running, and say to myself, “What is wrong with you? Get up early tomorrow and run! Just do it!” Then the morning comes, a child is snoring in my face after waking me up in the middle of the night and my blankets do not want to let me go. No big deal, I’ll run at lunch time. At lunch time, I have a meeting that goes over time, I am hungry and stressed and I have less than an hour to run, shower and go back to work all bright-red- tomato-colored. Fine, I’ll do it tonight once the hubster gets home. It is 8pm, I have had a crazy day of work and children, and the last thing I want to do is go out in the dark and put pressure my useless limbs. I just want to become part of the couch and watch Game of Thrones.
Can anyone relate, or is this just me? I know the answer to this. If you are nodding your head while you are reading this, then we are kindred souls.
Now, why am I telling you all this? Because I do really want to help people and I want to figure out how to get over this hump. People come in all sorts. Some of us are too busy. Some of us are tired. Some of us just need a smack in the ass. I am not creating this blog to show how know-it-all I am, but to show that we are human. I am learning. I have met personal trainers and coaches who have been active all their lives. It’s who they are. They eat and breathe fitness and health and have never been overweight. I am glad for them. Really. I hardly ever dream of punching any of them in the nose. It would be nice to relate to someone who has been there. Someone that really gets why you don’t think the calories in alcoholic beverages should count (they do, apparently). Most of ushave real lives. We all have stress and a valid reason not to do something. I just need to find my inner wonder woman and get shit done. And maybe having eyes on me will hold me accountable.
Who’s in?