I don't know why I have to be one of those people who loves food sooo much. I don't know why I have to be one of those people who hates exercise sooo much. But I do know that's the very reason I struggle with my weight.
I hate the anticipation of my morning workout. I do not look forward to it at all! It's not fun and I don't like being sweaty but I do have to say that I feel fantastic afterwards. Mentally, I feel like I've accomplished something on the road to my ultimate goal, 40 pounds.
I'm good for about the first half hour and then I start feeling like I'd rather stick needles in my ears than to finish. I think it's bogus for people to think that 20 minutes 3 times a day is good enough! Not with my diet anyway. I mean, I'm not a total hog, but I do like my food! So I try to exercise with my Jillian Michaels on the Wii for 45 minutes to an hour at least 4 days a week. I give myself the weekends off for a break. Well, also because I need not exercise in front of my husband and get mad as he mocks me. He doesn't do it maliciously, I just take it that way because I hate the exercising so much. I also try to get over to the fairgrounds so the boys can ride their bikes and I push Luke in his stroller up and down the hills.
I confess, I love a good sloppy burger! Bacon, cheese, onion strings, barbecue sauce...yummmmm! Or those Dock Side burgers from Cheeseburger in Paradise? OMG...to die for! Fried onions, mushrooms and Swiss cheese? And yes, I even like McDonald's' cheeseburgers. Salty french fries...brownies...chocolate...doritos...shall I go on? Am I making you hungry? Can you tell I'm hungry? Ah, and this is the reason I need the exercise I'm doing, at the very least.
Onward I go...2 pounds down...38 to go.