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Lazy Bones

I read in a book once that using laziness as a reason for not exercising isn’t actually a reason at all. That’s because saying you don’t exercise because you’re lazy is circular reasoning. You don’t exercise because you’re lazy. You’re lazy because you don’t exercise. An excuse for an excuse for an excuse…

The statement really struck me because I’d become convinced that I was just plain lazy and that’s all there was too it. I would have to get past my lazy ways if I ever wanted to exercise.

The book went on to say that not wanting to exercise has a lot less to do with laziness and everything to do with why you don’t like exercise.

Those healthy maintainers among us have learned to love exercise. The sweat, the heart pounding, the exhaustion. To them, it’s a high. For the rest of us, it’s unpleasant, and something you may not even realise is keeping you from exercise could be the root of your so-called laziness.

To figure out the real reasons I don’t like exercise, I did what any logical person would do: I exercised. What better way to find out?

The first thing that struck me when I paid attention to where my discomfort was springing from (the first thing that made me slow down) was breathlessness. I hate being breathless. It makes me feel like I’m suffocating. I can’t even handle having my head all the way under the blankets because the air gets stuffy and I feel like I’m suffocating.

Ding, ding, ding! Reason number one.

Reason number two is a bit more complicated: Sweating.

I like sweating. I love working so hard that my bra and shirt are soaked through, getting so gross that I have to take a shower no matter how exhausted I am because I wouldn’t dare touch my dirty skin or clothes to the bedsheets. (And I imagined I smelled, too.)

But I also don’t like sweating. Sweating any less than what I described above is uncomfortable for me. Why? I sweat when I get nervous. I’m a big girl, so I sweat doing things other people don’t sweat doing. And, of course, the good ol’ ‘girls don’t sweat’ routine some of us grew up with.

So, sweating a little and breathlessness.

Knowing the real reasons behind my ‘laziness’ made me finally feel like I could tackle exercise. Sure, I have a long way to go, but working to get past or around uncomfortable things is something to work on rather than simply a forever label like laziness that keeps you from even trying.

When I was just lazy, I couldn’t do anything but make myself feel guilty for being such a lazy person.

Now I can do breathing exercises to help and work out less fast but longer. Working out longer will help me to sweat more, to get me past that ‘feeling a little yucky’ threshold to the ‘I’m so sweaty because I worked damn hard!’ feeling.

Little steps…

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If I Lost the Weight

Today I was having fun exploring what is turning into a massive blog roll list over at the Healthy You Challenge. (Looking for some support? Your guaranteed to find it there!) I had a lot of lovely people stop by and comment on my last post, so I figured I’d pay some of the weight loss blogger love forward.

I was reading on Irish Mom’s blog – Little Boy Blue and a Redhead Too – where she wrote:

“I just saw a commercial (not sure for what) where people comment on how life would change if I lost the weight….

Got me a thinkin’, If I lost the weight…

~My feet wouldn’t ache so bad
~I could see my cute sandals while I was wearing them lol
~I would have more energy
~I would not have to worry if I’d fit through small spaces (actually through normal spaces)
~I could shop for cute stuff at cute stores
~I would set a good example for my kiddies
~I could shop with my thin friends
~I would feel comfortable going swimming (ie donning a suit) this summer.
~I would never feel ashamed or embarrassed of my size
~I would feel the success of accomplishing one of my lifelong goals

What would you do?? Or what did you do when lost significant weight??”

That got me thinking as well.

While Irish Mom has pretty much said it all as far as what I would do, I got to thinking about a few things of my own I would add on.

~I would start planning for having a baby. (I’m currently saving money, but nothing else.)
~I would be able to keep up with my husband.
~I would finally find and buy ‘the little black dress.

So what would you do?

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Say Hello to My Little Friend…

Say hello to my little friend, a brown spot toward the inside of my thumb. It looks tiny, but this little spot is what prompted my paranoia post earlier this week. You see, this spot turned up about March this year, comparable to the head of a pin. I only noticed it because that’s the hand I write with – and because it’s in a place that doesn’t get a heck of a lot of sun.

Then it grew. With a vine-like brown lines, the teeny tiny spot began to grow, branching out not in an even circle but unevenly. Over the course of the year since March, the spot has been taking up more and more of my attention.

Call me paranoid if you like (I think I welcomed you too in the previous post, too), but cancer runs in my family. It killed my grandmother. It’s killing my mother. And skin cancer is the most commonly diagnosed cancer in Australia. I think I’m okay to be a little paranoid about a spot.

So I finally went to the doctor (GP) to get it checked out today, and I have a referral to a skin specialist. The GP was perplexed at its location and wanted a specialist to check it out before they went cutting it out. I don’t get in to see the specialist until next month, but I’m okay with that. So long as I have an appointment.

The picture doesn’t seem to show it right. But maybe it just seems bigger to me.

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That Time Again…

I would like to say today that my recent realisation that this is a lifestyle I’m creating here rather than a diet to get me where I want to be (and then thus to be dropped) has made everything simple again.

Well, it hasn’t.

It’s that time of the month in lady land and it’s been hard. I don’t know what it is about this month, but the cravings have been hard to deal with. And it’s not even just sweets, which are fairly easy for me to avoid. I just want to EAT.

I’d like to say that my recent ravenous hunger is due to pregnancy, but I’d be lying. I can pretty much only blame the hormones. That being said, I think I’m actually doing okay in the long run. Sure, I’ve done some not-so-great things like turning to chocolate for comfort when my evil kitten decided to forget all his training and drive me up the wall. But there are good things, too, like opting for a Subway 6-inch and skipping the drink and cookie instead of going for a larger and/or more fatty meal. There was also going clothes shopping and letting the ‘ugh’ moments be motivation to keep getting healthy instead of a reason to go into a depressive mud cake bonanza.

So, I’m not there yet and don’t plan to be for a while, but I’m satisfied with where I am at the moment. I’d rather be happy where I am than just satisfied, so I’m keeping on truckin’, but satisfied is a lot better than unhappy.

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My Emerging Problem Area

I have been exercising off and on for years now. While my weight has not changed dramatically by any means, I have toned up a bit. I am a bit stronger and some areas – only some – are not quite as flabby as they used to be.

Even what other weight loss bloggers so ‘lovingly’ call their chicken wings has toned up a bit on me. (Thank goodness for that!)

With this toning up, my stomach area has noticed some benefits. I am still pretty flabby there, but it has firmed up a bit an even shrunk a little. Unfortunately, that sort of toning hasn’t extended across my entire stomach area.

I now have a ‘problem area’: my abdomen.

Unlike my stomach, my abdomen fat stretches across nearly my entire front side. It doesn’t look good and it doesn’t feel good at all. With my upper stomach slowly but surely coming right, I’m noticing my abdomen more and more – and hoping that other people aren’t.

My pants may be getting a bit loose around my waist, but my abdomen certainly isn’t. It makes for an odd shaped body and front, one I am growing a bit self-conscious of. As I search around for some yoga and other exercises to help me deal with this, I can’t help but wonder…

Do you have a problem area? What makes it a problem for you? What do you do about it?

Share your story. I’m off to find some abdomen exercises…

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