I am pretty sure that if I don't start exercising regularly, I will die.
That is pretty dramatic. I know. But really, I need to start sweating on a regular basis. And not just because short-sleeved-shirt season is upon us; for the general good of my health and well-being.
The major problem I have: laziness. Don't get me wrong - I enjoy exercising, but it's not going to win in a fun contest. Between, say, window shopping or reading or even (lame) surfing on the internets, exercise isn't going to win.
The second major problem I have: it is difficult to make myself do something, even when I know I really should, when I have zero motivation and the results don't appear magically in the short term. I'm results driven in pretty much everything I do - when I work, I want to get to the end of the project. When I knit, I knit to get to the end of the project. I'm a destination lady, not a journey lady.
And maybe that's something I need to address in all areas of my life.
But anyway. So. How do I motivate myself to spend a measly 30-60 minutes, 3-5 times a week doing something I know is good for me, that I know I will eventually enjoy, and that will assist me in continuing to be hotter than...uh...some people. Who shall remain nameless. But may have also dated my boyfriend at one time or another.
I made a list of ways to not motivate myself. Spending the money on a gym membership doesn't seem to do it for me - which sounds pathetic, but eventually it works into my list of fixed expenses and I forget about it. Then the guilt is gone.
Plus, we have a free gym in our apartment building.
Gary and several of my friends have seen great success working with a personal trainer. I'm cheap, and that one-on-one time is mighty spendy. Ultimately, I do not respond well to military style instruction and someone who is much fitter than I standing over me yelling at me to move my fat arse. I spend the entire time hating that person and what I'm doing and not looking forward to it at all. I'm not sure silently calling someone a miserable 'see-you-next-tuesday' (which I would NEVER DO because I'm a lady, and ladies don't use that word, and neither should anyone else, but that's an example of exactly how much I would hate that experience) in my head and wishing that I was dead is not the type of motivation that will keep me going.
Group classes have kept me interested before, but at the same time, I'm kind of a lone gym soldier. I like to use that time to think, ponder, and sweat in solitary silence. Going to the gym with a friend is a great way to ensure that you'll actually go to the gym, but I think if I want to see any real results, I have to keep my 'socializing' time and my 'sweating' time separate.
I have a small collection of workout DVDs that I use at home - some of them 'legit' workouts involving weights and traditional aerobic moves or yoga, and others that involve aerobic striptease, go-go dancing, and cardio routines inspired by the classic film Dirty Dancing. But as fun as it is to shake the maracas that god gave me and pretend that nobody is putting meggie in a corner, they aren't really a solid workout.
So this leads me to here. I want to sweat, but I don't want to hurt (that much). I want to do something that isn't going to be too intense, so that I burn out. And I want to enjoy it. I want to de-stress, get that rush o' endorphins, and be healthy. But I don't want to go all insane MUSTGOTOGYM7DAYSAWEEK
about it, either.