It's 8:30 in the evening. My husband is home. I'm kinda hungry.
I don't feel like jogging on the treadmill for 30 minutes.
But I'm gonna.
Fitness is a choice.
There is nobody who is healthy and fit by accident.
It takes discipline. Commitment.
I almost bailed tonight. After all, it's Friday night and I've already logged 5, 30 min to 1 hr, workouts this week. I've eaten well and have no nutritional regrets. My body is sore from my shoulders to my calves. Nobody would judge me for calling it a week.
So I pulled out a picture. Looked at myself at a time when I was a bit more defined than I am now. And I knew that this workout, tonight, matters. These 30 minutes will bring me closer to my goal.
So I'm off to cross my final workout of the week off my list. Then I can relax with my man. Eat a healthy snack. Wrap some Christmas presents. Veg out on the couch and watch some TV. And not feel one bit of guilt.
Make the choice. Follow through. Every day matters!
Done! I'm ready for my rest day tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteI walked/jogged 2.31 miles in 30 minutes.
In the past I had under a 10 minute mile so I still have a way to go. I feel terrific!!!!!