This morning, in a fit of optimism, I decided to throw some workout clothes in my lovely Blissdom ’10 bag and tote it with me to work.
“I’m gonna jog today during my lunch break!” I announced to Hubby.
“Mmmm hmmm,” he said while trying to stifle a laugh.
“I’ll show him!” I thought.
And I did! I can hardly believe it myself. My committment to exercise has been laughable these days. Every since I lost 8lbs to fit into a bridesmaid’s dress in April, I totally let things slide. Granted, I’ve been beyond busy and painfully exhausted, but really, there are people running marathons with artifical limbs, so what exactly is my excuse? Today, I had none. I was feeling rested, the sun was brightly shining and I had no meetings that would impinge upon my lunch hour. I did my walk-jog routine that I adopted last year (and since abandoned) and it felt good. The first stretch of my jog left me with my chest burning and gasping for air and that’s when I realized just how out of shape I really am. I couldn’t even jog for 5 minutes? What a sad state of affairs. But I hung in there for 30 minutes. Even made a pit stop at ABP for a salad. I came back to my building and showered and changed, all in time for a 1pm conference call.
I did forget to pack my deodorant though. But aside from that, I did ok today.