Exercise is a Pain in the Neck

I hate exercise. Well, let me amend that. I hate carving out time in the day to dedicate just to keeping or getting in shape, and I hate the machines/videos/paraphernalia that go along with it. While I'm exercising in these artificial ways I often wonder what pioneers would think of people who can't stay in shape just by the hardship of daily life. I'd much rather multi-task and get my workout in while I'm doing actual work. But having said that, I much prefer my washer and dryer to a washboard and clothesline.

There are only three fitness activities that I like. That I love. Tennis, racquetball, and lap-swimming. None of these is available to me at this point in life. I could do those every day and never tire of them. But I can't. So I'm stuck with what I do have available to me. Surprisingly enough, that's a pretty large selection. I have: a treadmill, a home gym, a Total Gym, a stability ball, several sets of hand weights, Billy Blanks Boot Camp videos, Tamilee Webb workout videos, and a Wii Fit. I have also had Belly Dancing videos (that I sold on ebay) and Yoga Booty Ballet or whatever the heck it's called (sold those on ebay too). Plus, I have half a dozen fitness shows set to tape from FitTV. With all this variety, I still have a hard time wanting to exercise. I honestly don't know if it's because (1) I actually hate exercise, (2) my large body feels awkward and uncomfortable moving that way, or (3) I'm just lazy from years of sedentary-ness (which, by the way, is not a word). Maybe it's a combination of all three.

But given the option of either eating less or exercising more, I'll take exercising more. I just have to learn to love it I suppose. Maybe one day it will feel good. (I wonder what it's like to do aerobics and not feel like Ursula the Sea Witch from The Little Mermaid. ) But today, not only was it a pain in the neck figuratively, it was also literally a pain in the neck. I didn't wake up with a crick in my neck, but after exercising I had one. And still have one. I'm not going to use that as an excuse to stop moving though. I've got 4 muffins and a dessert to burn off. Heaven help me at this week's weigh-in. I'm sure gonna need it.