Wednesday, March 06, 2013
I woke up today before my alarm and thought to myself, "this is a good start - I can get up and start moving." I put shoes on and brushed my teeth...poured some water and went downstairs.
...and then...it all changed...
I warmed up for 5 minutes on the Gizelle and stretched for 5 minutes...and that was all. I just can't seem to keep going. I went upstairs and put on 30DS and did 2 of the stretching exercises with Jillian before I sat down on the floor to cry. I tried to find some more motivating music, but ended up here after checking Facebook.
I HATE EXERCISE. Like seriously hate it. I hate it alone, I hate it with others. I hate it at home. I hate it at the gym. I don't feel good doing it. I feel stupid. I hate the flub flopping around while I'm jumping around. I hate being uncomfortable. I hate sweating. I hate workout videos. I hate exercise machines. And I hate the thought of being seen in public. I also hate being fat and I hate myself for giving up so easily. I feel like I'm being punished...why can't I just be thin again?
I'm sorry this post is so negative. I hate a lot today. Maybe I should have coffee before I blog next time? Ugh...things just seem so impossible today.