Showing posts with label exercise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exercise. Show all posts

Aug 24, 2009

Yogarazzi

Being the fitness enthusiast that I am - I often try to make it to a lunchtime yoga class at my gym. My type A personality tells me that yoga is boring and a complete waste and that if I actually got my ass to the gym for once I should really be doing straight up cardio the whole time. But the pain in my joints and muscles is telling me that I really need to relax and focus more on stretching and such. Besides, I have totally perfected Child's Pose and Corpse!

I digress. Anyway, so I went today at lunch and the only space left in the studio was right beside the door. I was upside down in one of those embarassing, convoluted positions that not even my own husband has been privy to - and I look up and see a camera in my face. No Joke! There was a woman pointing a camera at me through the narrow window beside the door.

Seriously! It's hard enough just living a normal day without the paparazzi trailing me everywhere I go, hoards of fans wanting my autograph, people interrupting my meals to take pictures with me, etc. I realize I live my life in the spotlight, but is it too much to ask for people to treat me as a human being? I just want to be able to live a normal life and go out in public as I please without feeling as if my privacy has been compromised.

Ok, back to reality:

Right....so, anyway...you probably realize just by glancing at my blog header that I am not camera shy by any means, but this completely threw me off. I figured it was someone taking publicity photos for the gym, but, ummm....I don't recall signing a release form with my membership that mentioned being able to take pictures of my sweaty, nasty, ass and posting them anywhere to lure in new victims, I mean, other individuals devoted to a healthy exercise regimen.

So much for relaxation!

Namaste...
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Jun 17, 2009

I'll Start on Monday


Monday always seems like a great day to start something new - a diet, workout routine, quitting a bad habit, etc.

This is why every weekend I have the perfect workout routine in my head that I promise myself will start on Monday. It's not that I'm lazy or anything - I just HATE working out! I have tried every trick in the book to make myself like exercising, but it's just not so glamorous being red-faced, sweaty and not able to catch my breath.

I do have a gym right across the street from my house that I donate a large sum of money to every month. So, why can't I make myself go?
I will use any excuse - for example:
  • Creepy trainer guy will stare at my chest the whole time

  • I had a tough day at work, so time for a reward instead of punishment

  • I'm too hungry

  • I'm too full

  • I think my stomach kind of hurts

  • I'm on my period

  • My period is about to start any second

  • I have way too many errands to run

  • Did someone say "Girl's Night?"

  • Drinking and working out don't mix

  • My left pinky toe feels funny, better not make it worse

  • Why go today when I can just go tomorrow and work out extra hard?

So, last night when my oh-so-motivated husband came home from work to find me curled up on the couch under a comfy blankie and asked me ever so sweetly, "Will you go to the gym with me?" much in the same way he would ask me on a date, I caved. DAMNIT! He got me! I was back on the hampster wheel before I knew it. Ok, Britney, Fergie, Kayne - you with me? Let's go!
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