I am a Masochistic Bastard

[hkellick]

OK, so I DID go to the gym yesterday. I thought I had killed myself there. I worked hard for 20 minutes, got some water, got back onto the treadmill and knew I could do no more.
And despite only being in there for 22 minutes, I'm feeling masochistic enough to go back today. Why? Well... to lose the weight. I know it'll take daily exercise and while I am nowhere near in shape, exercising for just 30 minutes or so a day is exactly what the doctor ordered to start sweating off the pounds.
Well that and eating right, which I mostly do. I certainly eat better than the other people in my family.
Besides, it's not so bad with good music going on. It's like walking to school back before I had a car. Just.. harder work. And no worries about rain, snow or sleet whilst walking. So the plan is to find a treadmill, put it onto maximum slope and just walk whilst listening to.. I dunno. Whatever i feel like. Probably my mix of favorite songs from nonfavorite bands.
This sudden masochism is no doubt due to the fact that, having worked really hard yesterday I found A) It wasn't as bad as I was afraid it might be and B) It was actually kinda fun so long as I had something good to listen to. And C) I want THAT BADLY to lose the pounds and bring my gut back in. Cause.. I look in the mirror and I don't like what I see.
I'll look alot better if I can become skinny.. or skinnier, at least. I don't expect miracles. I was born big boned and I always will be.. but I could do without the beer belly (sans beer. NASTY Stuff) and the manboobs.
I'm such a masochistic bastard... *gryn*

Comments

[twgan.livejournal.com]

Hang in there Lite, soon, you'll be as addicted to the gym as I am. I practically live there now! Oh, try using the elliptical trainer. Much more fun than the treadmill. --J.