I havn't been exercising enough.
That's the simple truth. With less than three months until my wedding, fitness seems to somehow have taken a back seat to everything else in my life.
This is no good.
I'm not gaining weight, yet, but I'm not loosing any either. I'm in a kind of stasis, where the exercise I am getting: Walking the dog, getting to the dojo twice a week, is enough to keep me where I am. I signed up for a 5k again in the fall to try to kick my butt into running, but for some reason the deadline isn't enough.
I'm getting married in less than three months. I'm scared that my dress, which is already ordered, won't fit. I'm worried about the jiggly bits under my arms, and the extra size on my back. My dress is strapless, did I mention that?
I'm making a commitment right now, right here, to get at least half an hour of exercise a day.
Exercise that raises my heart rate and makes me sweat. Walking the dog cannot count in this. I need to sweat for this to count. I need muscles to burn.
I think if I can do this, I'll be in good shape.
I'm throwing down the gauntlet with myself today. Drawing that metaphorical line in the sand, and restarting this blog to keep myself accountable.
Even if no ones reading anymore, I know that if I make myself post every day, I will make myself work out every day. Because no one wants to post that they skipped a workout.