I have restarted my exercise regimen this week. For those of you who don't know, I loathe working out. Going to the gym, or worse, running... makes me want to die. I mean, there are few things that I hate more than running. When I run, all that I can think about is how much I hate it.
So, here beings my battle.... again. Still trying to get down to smaller size since my last "going out with a bang" semester of college where I took The Freshman 15 to a whole new level, The Senior 20. I think that I can credit it all to that large bowl of Moe's queso and three bags of chips at three in the morning. Yeah, that was it.
Running, I hate it. Actually, I was running the day before yesterday, and I saw this girl in a blue (plastic) soccer jersey, and immediately, I was transported back to my own soccer practice, which in that moment, I could feel exactly what I felt all those years ago - how much I hate to run.
Twice this week I have been running. I take my dog, which is cardio keeping her up with me in itself, (not because I am fast, actually I am incredibly slow, all my running buddies have ditched me), and I run, usually for at a max for ten minutes. Then I get tired, and use her need to go to the bathroom as an excuse to all of those people who are watching me, for me to in fact, stop running.
I've been doing some reading on the subject actually. John Krasinski says that I should run for about 20 minutes a day to stay in shape. Jenna Fischer says 30 minutes of cardio and 30 minutes of weight training. I think that my answer lies somewhere in the middle.
I am going to start as slow as I want, and work up to as high as I can go. How is that for a goal. Today, I did some jumping jacks, 3 sets of 15 sit-ups, and then ran for the duration of Waka Waka, and then sprinted/walked/job to In the Ayer. Not bad for a days work.
Hoping tomorrow to go buy a jump rope and to keep the cardio up. I'll keep you posted, but really please feel free to pass and ideas my way... that includes words of encouragement :)