I Promise I'll Run, Later

I am a tub of goo! It's like I decided to let myself go to seed. I've managed to work my way right back into all of my bigger clothing. Right before summer! What kind of knucklehead lets themselves go right before summer?!! Apparently, I need another bout of H1N1.

I have been considering many things. I looked into Jenny Craig and Nutrisystem. Those are expensive! Plus, then I have to cook other foods for my kids and then eat my pre-packaged foodstuffs on my own. I did the Mrs. Iowa program for about a week and I probably should go back to that. It was successful and I wasn't hungry. I cannot do WW - just due to averse conditioned reactions.

The thing I am really avoiding, in case you hadn't noticed, is exercise. My sister has been a dedicated workout fiend, and she has been tearing up classes called "boot camp." This class scares the bejesus out of me. I went to the gym once last month. Once. Once!! Seriously? What am I thinking? I am thinking that I really dislike exercise. I wish I liked it. I wish it was at times that are convenient. I wish it was my outlet. It seems to be the outlet for my siblings. They swear that it is not fun while doing it, but that they are so drawn to the fantastic feeling afterward, they do it anyway.

So, I bought some new running pants and told my sister I would do the ride/run again this year. I promise I'll run, later.