So, how are we all today?
I'm not exercising enough, at all. I'm certainly not managing 5 times a week for 30 minutes. I tend to binge on exercise on the weekend and spend hours in the gym and then find myself too busy during the week.
When I worked an office job, I was able to get to the pool every lunch hour for a half hour/40 minute swim. Now I've climbed the corporate ladder somewhat, I am finding that I no longer have the time each lunch hour to get to the pool. I recently relinquished my expensive gym memebership (er..hello! There's a global recession) in favour of a council funded one.
So here's what I've tried so far:
- Getting up at seven and being in the pool for 8 and then going straight to work (I am like a hamster in the morning, I HATE getting up and the thought of getting in the water at such a god foresaken hour sickens me)
- Going to the gym straight from work, a different way so I don't go near my house and thus sack off the gym as the temptation is too great to go home and watch tv. (This was foiled because at 5:30pm the entire world of credit-crunch gym enthusiasts descend upon the gym and it is sooooo packed it's untrue. Plus the pool is full of bloody kids)
- Going home, preparing dinner, not eating it and leaving with Husband at 6:30pm when he does evening work to go to the gym when it has hopefully calmed down a bit. (If I have slaved over a hot stove to lovingly prepare a meal, I tend to eat it and thus cannot work out after, plus, however much I adore Husband, evenings in on my own are SUCH a thing to be treasured! I get that whole 'Rachel-from-Friends-I'm-in-my-apartment-and-I'm-naked' vibe on, and ultimate tv remote control! Ha!)
- Saving my lunch hour until 3pm, eating promptly at 12noon at my desk in order to ensure digestion, and then swimming 3 till 4 (even though designated lunch hours are 1 till 2 !) but by this time I am usually stuck into a meeting or meeting a client or solving some sort of earth-shattering crisis..not, and my swim doesn't happen. (Plus I am sooooooooo weird abut my hair! if I've washed it and dried it and straightened it that morning, it seems SUCH a shame to dunk it in chlorine (and god only knows what else quite frankly) at the pool....)
Yet again, I find I am my own worst enemy.....
Hmmm...perhaps I should stop writing about it and just go and bloody well DO IT!