It's fall. And I am starting to feel fat again. Kidding. Well, fall does bring on the darker, colder days which unfortunately means my activity level usually diminishes quite rapidly. It's really inevitable. Sucks but it's the truth. I hate running in freezing cold weather. Makes my lungs burn. And of course my face is crusted over with frozen snot. It's just not good. Plus, now that I have a munchkin do I really want to expose him to the elements too? Okay, I am being dramatic but this time of season always gets me into this weird melancholy mood. Don't get me wrong; I love wearing puffy vests, eating hearty meals, the smell of a wood-stove and crisp air, fall leaves, snuggling up on the couch with a big blanket and hot chocolate, football games, pumpkin flavored everything but I despise exercising in the cold/rain/sleet/snow/wind. It bites. Literally.
Since canceling my membership to the meat market "Hollywood Fitness" (I was dishing out too much money, I felt violated by roaming eyes and I was annoyed by the glamor girls judging my no make-up/sweats attire....puke) I have made it appoint to take advantage of the nice warm weather to keep in shape. Let me tell you the dedication here people. I would strap Fynn into the jogger, put the leash on Lilly and go for a run. Do you even realize the pain that ensues while trying to control a heavy jogging stroller (without a pivoting front wheel) and an 80 pound dog pulling you in forty thousand different directions? A mile and a half later my shoulders felt like mush. It was painful dedication. But I just know with Jack Frost approaching my energy level will subside and I will become a hermit, loathing bundling up to go work-out. Ergh.
I am a warm weather kind of girl. And with a 10 day Kauai trip fast approaching I need to stay in somewhat of swimsuit shape.... if that is even exists. I haven't really decided what I am going to do. I have contemplated renewing my membership at said meat market but I honestly don't think I can handle the silicon and 'roids oozing from the walls anymore. There's a womens only circuit training place not far from my house but they don't offer any babysitting. Meaning, I would have to go butt crack in the morning while Jeremiah and Fynn are still sleeping or in the evening when Jeremiah is home from work. Which really....am I going to get up at 5am to work out? No. Or I can suck it up and get outside. It's up for debate. I wish we could afford to purchase a couple weight benches and a treadmill. Then I would be set.
Fall is one of the most beautiful seasons we have here in the NW. But it is the precursor to rain and gloom. I need to find a happy medium. Maybe I will just go on a cabbage diet throughout the winter? Ha (I love food too much to do that). Or maybe I should just stop bitching and get my ass moving? Okay, I will stop bellyaching and attempt to run in the bitter cold. But if you hear about a woman dying from a frozen lung.... well, it will be me.
Whah.
* Pic is of "the marsh" @ the base of Mt. St. Helen's in the Spring time.
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