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You all.
Remember how I said that I hate to exercise? Remember? Well, I do. Just take my word for it. Or read all this stuff I wrote about how I hate to exercise.
Anyway, I hate to exercise. It’s one of my least favorite things to do. But, you know…I’m an adult, dammit, and exercise is a thing that adults do, so I made a decision: I was going to exercise for 30 minutes a day, 30 days in a row. Yes indeedie. It’s a pretty lofty goal, considering that to accomplish it I have to get up early—which is my second least favorite thing to do.
That’s right, I made a commitment to do two things I hate, first thing in the morning, every morning, for 30 days.
Guess what day today is?
It’s day freaking 30, you all. DAY. THIRTY. Holy bleeptown. In the immortal words of Liz Lemon, “I’m a star. I’m on top. Somebody bring me some ham.”
p.s. – to help me with my goal I’ve been using that website that I mentioned before called SuperBetter. I think it’s awesome. You should check it out if you’ve got some changes you want to make in your life and you’re also a little bit of a nerd. I also used Jerry Seinfeld’s “don’t break the chain” technique, where you mark the days you’ve completed on a calendar, then you focus on not breaking the chain. Super handy.
There. Be bedazzled with knowledge, readers. She-zam.
Dana
/ May 16, 2012Good for you! Thanks for the inspiration!
mathetos
/ May 16, 2012Wait… so you even exercised every day during vacation with the fam!? Holy what!? That’s a serious award right there!
Melanie Crutchfield
/ May 16, 2012That’s exactly what I did. Hard core, right? Yes, yes it is.
Kelly Fig Smith
/ May 16, 2012Yay Mel!!!!!! So proud of you!!!! Inspirational fo shiz…
Melanie Crutchfield
/ May 16, 2012Thanks Kelly!
stephen
/ May 16, 2012And so how manmy ounces hacve you dropped Ms.M?
Melanie Crutchfield
/ May 16, 2012Okay, well…I’m trying not to dwell on it, but…not a single one. Yeesh. We did have a big vacay in there full of horrible calorie-laden foods, so I’m just telling myself that had I NOT exercised, I’d be a 400 pound diabetic by now. Yay me.
stephen
/ May 16, 2012What’s undoubtably infuriating is that your ectomorph husband probably ate all the same things and lost weight