We are now in our third consecutive week of sunshine and warm temperatures here in Halifax (the split personality city that is quite lovely except for when it is impossibly depression during the winter months). That means that the beautiful people are crawling out from underneath their rocks to become even more beautiful in time for summer.Watch out commoners! You've had your chance to enjoy Point Pleasant Park all winter. If you want to stick around, you had better beef up that feigned self-confidence in order to watch people run by you showing off that elusive muscle that sort of points down into your nether regions. For reference, check out Abercrombie & Fitch...or Pink...
Actually, it's not so bad. I'm not out of shape - OKAY FINE (my Dad probably is choking on his coffee - ahem...scotch - wherever he's reading this)...I am. However, I'm still rather wee so you wouldn't know it unless you started poking me.
I go on 5km walks around the lake with the pooch every day and can generally power through it in about 40 minutes. I'm excited to get back to the rock climbing gym now that my brother is coming home (more on this later), and I love playing tennis during the summer months. Aside from that, I don't do much. This has never bothered me until now. My declining metabolism is staring me in the face while a generation of people six years younger than me look more my age than I do. Not to mention the pressure from YOU - you silly bloggers who still manage to find time to...oh, you know, run the Boston Marathon (that means you, J-money).
Even yesterday in a business meeting a client spoke about how working out to him is like brushing his teeth (it showed). I nodded in agreement although he totally knew that I hadn't worked out since the summer of 1977.
So lately I have been dreaming of being active and fit to the point where I have convinced myself that I can do it. Today I took the first step and went for a run with Calvin...Calvin who loves to run...Calvin who hates when I need to stop before my lungs explode and my heart gives out...Calvin who gives me disapproving looks when I groan and pray for death at the turn-around point...Calvin who has proven to be possibly the greatest work-out partner to date.
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Last night I ate ice cream as my roommate worked out. I'm right there with you.
I need a Calvin of my own!
I think having a dog would motivate me to get out more and walk/run. Cats don't really enjoy that sort of thing. Someone buy me a dog!
Ditto at what Lauren said up above. I sat home to watch TV while two of my roomies went for a walk.
If I could afford it, I'd get a dog for companionship AND as a work-out partner, although my cat might hate me for life if I did. At least with a dog, you don't have to worry about if they think you're stinky when you're on the home-stretch. My walking-for-fun habit died when I gave my last dog away. Shame on me, because I really could use the exercise.
I had this whole scene going in my head with you and Calvin and the disapproving looks he'd be giving you. It was great.
it's workout time!
go Calvin go. Get daddy in shape. I would like a dog to help me out, if I only I liked dogs. I'm a cat person! We like to eat and take naps.
Augh, I hate exercising! I do laps around the dog park while Lily sits and watches me. It is quite annoying.
It also does me no good because if I walk I am all like, ok, I can now eat the entire jar of frosting instead of only a little. It is a very bad cycle.
I can totally picture Calvin turning around to look at you with a look of complete disdain on his face. Mostly because Stella does it to me all the time.
Good for you for making the effort.
I swear I'm starting running in the morning next week! I need a Calvin too! I'm going with my bf and he's too nice to tell me to get my big booty moving.
I tried taking my cat for a walk on a leash, needless to say he was displeased, he decided to sharpen his claws on my gym bag (which wasn't getting much use anyway).
I need to take my ass back to the gym pretty badly. I am feeling GROSS.
Alright Ben, triple choclate cake with fudge icing and chocolate shavings for tonight's dessert it is.
You know you love it.
This morning I had a cookie for breakfast. And I'm probably going to Chipotle for lunch. But, you know, I'm also going for a 20-minute walk which totally counteracts both cookie and burrito, right? Right.
In case you're wondering who I am, I just discovered your blog about a week ago when Erin linked to you, and I am loving it!
Lauren: Tonight I am eating big dessert while watching ANTM. Gorging while watching models is pretty much the same thing, no?
Jenn: Chase your cat around the house for sport?
JB: I've seen a lot of lazy-ass dogs though...I think I just got lucky/screwed with mine.
b2g: Probably pretty accurate. I'll get some video of it soon. It's harsh.
Tiff: Add eating chips onto that list and I'll be a cat person too!
Tipp: Ah, another good point. How much good stuff do I earn with my daily activity? I say as much as I want...experts suggest otherwise.
Hillary: Since when do puppies have so much attitude? I was not prepared...
kt: So I'm hearing that cats do not blend well with exercise...hopefully they judge less than dogs though.
Deutlich: That's all it is too. I need to stop feeling so nasty and I'm hoping exercise is the way to do it.
Shannon: There was never any doubt. At least now I'm ADDING exercise into the mix rather than just eating cake. Can't wait!
Working out, ugh. I always tell myself I am going to get heathly and fit. And I do, for about a month. Then its right back to unhealthy eating for me.
Also, I find it hard to like people that like working out. Kidding.. well kinda.
Audrey: We commented at the exact same time so I missed you in my list. That's fair logic. I think that my run this morning gives me guilt-free junk for the next week. No? Not balanced?
Glad you found me and even more glad that you're liking it!
Penelope: ARGH! See above.
I HATE people who pretend that working out is so much fun and makes them feel so much better all the time. They're quite clearly full of it. I won't lie...I'm going to exercise and hate every minute of it.
Umm, can you and Calvin come to Louisiana and be my work-out partners?
I have major issues when it comes to actually getting off my ass to exercise. Maybe this just means I need a Calvin of my own? I think so...
i just got home from the gym....
it just gives me a "get out of jail free" card for when i binge eat later today hahaha
plus, i gotta work out every day if i wanna look hot for you! *plus, scrubs are unflattering as it is! haha*
i love reading your blog when i get home from hell... i mean school
xo
Uuuggh, I'm like Tipp I have a nasty habit of rewarding myself with treats when I work out. I need a dog to motivate me so that I work out so hard I'm too tired to eat.
i can't believe you get Calvin to run with you. Every time I try and run with Jack he tries to bite my leg.
EP: A guilt-inducing, attitude-wielding puppy is not something you should look for in life. That being said, I'll have him to thank when I have a killer six pack.
Leigh: I love that you're reading. I love even more how soon you're going to be home again.
Megkathleen: I think once (if) I start seeing results I might be able to change to a full healthy regime. If not...screw it all, I'm getting fat fat fat.
Surviving: It's time you knew that I am The Dog Whisperer like you wouldn't believe. Actually, getting him to run is easy. Getting him to stop pooping in my house, not so.
Good luck on working out! Let me know if you find the secret to making it as routine as brushing your teeth. Does a casual stroll with my baby count? I am more of a Kid's Fun Run type than a marathon girl!
When I try to run with my dog, he wants to stop and sniff, and mark, he's a real pain in the ass to try to exercise with.
30MinMom: I hear ya. People who say exercise is fun are liars. That's a fact.
RM: I am Pack Leader, hear me roar! Here's really good actually. He just trucks along with me until I give him some free time.
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