So here is my little confession. I hate to exercise. I actually don't enjoy anything about running except the alone, quiet time. However, I find it unfair that those "avid exercisers" out there get all the comfortable clothing. I was quite active in my younger days. I ran, a lot. I did Cross Country and Track starting in middle school. Maybe I filled my quota early on in life and don't see a need for it now. Or maybe my life just lacks a little Coach Magee. We could all use more of that. Although I did just read an article stating that exercise actually builds brain cells...I could definitely use a few more of those.
I should have been offended that my husband wanted to buy me a "work out" outfit for Christmas...but he assured me it's not for actual exercise. I recognize how lucky I am to hate exerting myself so much and not weigh 600 pounds. Because the truth of the matter is, I like to eat. I'm a salty kind of gal though I have been known to consume rice krispy treats in large quantities or eat brownies for breakfast. There is nothing wrong with starting your day with a little baked good.
I like to throw on pants that could pass as "yoga" or "work out" pants so the people at the bus stop will maybe suspect that I am "that type of person". You know, the people that go straight to work once they put their kids on the bus or maybe even the kind that gets up before my kids to work out. Never suspecting of course, that I just rolled out of bed 20 minutes ago and went from my underwear straight to said "fake work out clothes" and I may or may not have forgotten to even put on deodorant.
But wearing these clothes may cause me to feel peppier, maybe even put a little bounce in my step (which reminds me, to complete the facade, I really should replace my 7 year old running shoes, that's like 65 in shoe years.) Or maybe I'll just surprise us all and exercise once or twice this year. We'll see, but don't hold your breath.
And since I don't have anything of a more interesting nature to talk about, pop on over here and oogle at my newest nephew. I just love people having babies, especially my family. And these people make some darn cute babies.
7 comments:
I'm trying not to just seethe with envy that you don't have to exercise. I work out 45 minutes to an hour a day six days a week and I'm so far from being at an appropriate weight that you'd never know it. Of course, now I can blame everything on pregnancy which is great for now. After May 28th it isn't going to fly.
I wish I could pose, but when I wear work out clothing it is painfully obvious that I do not work out. Form fitting clothing is not my friend.
I read this entry laughing hysterically as I sit here in my running outfit..have I recently exercised? NO! I have sat around the house all day like a lazy bum! Isn't it great?!
The DNA runs deep in this family. I could have written this post myself. I have the cutest workout outfit...and I love to wear it when my regular pants are too tight for comfort...how ironic. I'm really sorry I passed the "hate to exercise" gene on to you, but I think you also got the "can almost get away with it" gene, too. That one works until you are about 45 or so, then not so good.
You are a very convincing poser, Em. Because you indeed look fabulous. I can say this because I just saw you in all your skinny glory not holding back on the cheese ball and hot wassail. People would KILL for those genes! People would actually go out and run 5 miles a day to try to look like you! And all you have to do is put on a cute outfit and go. Not fair. But its pretty awesome.
I didn't get the skinny without exercise gene, but hey, milk it for all it's worth! I'm sure keeping your house going burns enough calories for an occasional breakfast brownie :) Love the picture of Hazel in the towel!
i like my fake work out clothes. so comfy.
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