Bud asked me yesterday over the phone if I had worked out; of course I had to say "no". My whole visualizing program--you know, if you can picture it in your head, you can achieve it--has been a complete and utter failure. The pictures in my head were flat out fantastic--if anything, I have realized I have one hell of an imagination! All the wine I've enjoyed over the past few years has not effected that part of my brain. Phew. My ennui brain cells, however, are firmly in control and stop any attempts to actually move and work out.
So in order to put myself into the "do it or shame yourself" category, I have signed up online with Map My Fitness to do a 30 Days, 30 Miles running challenge, and a 30 Days, 15 Workouts Challenge. Sounds pretty simple. I think the 30 miles will help kick start my slow progress back to the world of running. I read a blog called The Daily Garnish about how to run on the treadmill and actually enjoy it, so I'm going to give that a shot. Surely I can run a mile at a time if I break it down into segments, right? (Shake your head yes, I will see it!)
And, I have something exciting starting next week, but I don't want to say anything yet and jinx it. Needless to say, I am listening to the powers that be, cause I paid attention to the signs. I will share more about it at the end of next week. Oooh, what could it be? Just a scaredy cat challenge for myself--and it does not involve a spinning class!
I'm not telling Bud about the challenge, cause he would not believe I would do it. So, it's going to be a surprise for him after I've been doing it awhile, and a surprise for me too, that I actually do it. January is a month of new beginnings for many, but I'm finding once again that January is recovery from Retail Hell month for me. I don't want to do anything but hibernate, read, and sleep. So here's my kick off to kicking myself in the ass and pushing myself out the door. Maybe the gym bag I've had packed for three days now will actually be put to use.