Exercising

It's been a while. I'll say that. I have a Christmas cookie and I'm wearing it around my waist. And I'm again ready to say goodbye.

I had it good last year. I'm telling you, living in LA and submitting yourself on lacasting has its perks, one of which is that you can find out about free workout programs for new products. The Ab Rocket and the Ab Rocket fat blasting system really work. They really work if you eat right and work out. (Really???) It also helps to have an AMAZING trainer Ashley and a core group that has scheduled workout opportunities up to twice a day all week. I loved it and I did good. I did real good. Lost 10 inches total. Anyway, after the three months I stayed pretty fit. Then I got sort of fit. And now I'm not so fit.

Duh. Not a new story here. 

I guess I'm realizing that I have always relied on having other people make me work out. Probably relied on people to make me do a lot of things. I'm great with a syllabus, and man I can obey when commanded. (Commanded kindly of course, and encouraged along the way.) But grown up life isn't a classroom. I've realize in the last four years of living on my own here in LA that I have to make up my own syllabus. I have to really want something. Want it enough to go after it. And want it enough to make yourself accountable. Even if it is just to the two people subscribing to my blog. (Hi guys!) The thing is, its not just with working out. Its even those big dreams. Seeing them on paper for all to see really makes them REAL. Why not go for it?

So I'm here to say two things:

1) I ran tonight. Yeay! For a while too. About 35-40 minutes I bet. And I did the beginner and half the intermediate Ab Rocket workout. All while listening to This American Life. And it kept me going. 

2) I've been doing background work to make money and continue to learn about TV making and today was really sucky and hard, but for crying out loud, I spent all day eating berries. Who cares that you had to get up at 5:41am. Ok, that still sucked, but the sunrise was pretty, and guess what? I got through it. And I think I was supposed to learn something. I think I was supposed to learn to love more. To know that even if there are a million people, shuttled around like cattle, each one is a miracle. And I learned that you don't sign up for background work on the day after your first anniversary with your boyfriend. Just sleep in that day.

I wonder which was the real exercise today...