I’ve come to the glaringly obvious realisation that i’m not exercising enough, as in hardly at all, as in there’s no point even mentioning that I exercise because it’s so rare & it’s always over far too quickly, I like to think of it as blink & you’ll miss it exercising.
But I am determined to change that, & I have been absolutely tearing my hair out trying to think of something that I will not only enjoy but actually do, more than a few times that is.
First I was all about hiring a personal trainer, but then I decided that the likelihood of sticking with that was pretty much zero, then I thought hey what about boot camp, hmmmm yeah scrap that idea, the only boot camp i’m interested in would be a camp where they actually sell boots, preferably this seasons at marked down prices, & then I thought what about signing up at the gym, yup bad idea, i’ve lost count of the gyms that I have signed up with all the very best of intentions only to stop going 2 weeks later, this was followed by a whole bunch of other ideas ranging from tennis to extreme weight loss bungee jumping (if there is such a thing).
That was until I decided on bike riding, as in cycling, as in I had this lovely idea that I would buy a bike with a wicker basket on the front, you know to hold a baguette & bunch of freshly picked flowers, all Parisian urban chic. And I would ride around looking all uber glamorous, yet still managing to burn fat off at the same time.
And you know what i’m kind of really digging this bike riding idea, so much so that i’m going to check out some bikes tomorrow, that is if I don’t wake up tomorrow morning with a completely new, potentially wacky, idea on how to get my ass (& the rest of me) moving.