The things I've finally figured out:Just do it. excuses don't work, and they don't excuse. Heck, they don't even make me feel better when I use 'em, so I won't.
There is no easy way out. I have to change my habits. There is no magic pill, there is no magic exercise move.
Making time is easy. Sounds trite, but is so true. I've left some really fun, albeit time consuming social networks this week. Every minute I'm here sitting, I could be out there doing. So I made time.
Zone out. I do much better when I'm rocking out to music. Music makes me move. And you can't stop in the middle of a song, well, I can't. I'm crazy like that.
Be realistic. This one has been the toughest for me. Cause let's face it, losing a pound a week sucks. I know, I know, "but slow and steady wins the race!" I KNOW, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. which also leads me to here...
It's going to take time. And effort. And in the meantime, I need to do things that make me feel good. I finally bought clothes that fit properly. Because even though I feel like I'm wasting a little money, when I wake up and get dressed, that's a heck of a motivator. No more pajama days. Pajama's = me not doing anything.
Now it's your turn. Come on, let me hear it!
