The key to exercise

Happy Halloween!

I've discovered the key to exercise... Distraction! Yup, you've got to do something to make your brain forget that your body is exercising. Ooo! Look! Something shiny! Okay, maybe not that. But I've found that popping in a DVD to watch while I'm on the exercise bike to be helpful. As a matter of fact, that's what I did today. Yes! I exercised! Are you wondering what amazing DVD could keep me from focusing on the torture, um, I mean exercise I was getting? Here it is:




If you want to see the other half of this fabulous cartoon, here's the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZdGrWkDOrJY

Now, can somebody please share with me the key to ignoring the pain after the exercise?

Oh, the pain...

I finally finished painting the last room in my house yesterday. That's exercise, right? It had better be - my body is killing me now! And who knew that there were muscles in so many odd places in the body? I know now, but only because every one of them aches. Calgon, take me away!

So, my plan is to start a regular exercise routine. Without a plan, there's no attack. Without an attack, there's no victory! (Can you name the movie? Yes, I'm a fan of nutty 80's movies!) Anyway, my husband and I have decided that we'd be working out at our YMCA on Friday's, Saturday's and Sunday's. In all honesty, we've had that plan for about a year now, but this time we really mean it! ;o) And I need to get some exercise in during the week, too. Does thinking about exercising count?

Weight...What?

Oh, the agony of stepping onto the scale!



Okay, just do it.



Step on.



What?! Is someone else standing on the scale with me? Is the scale supposed to groan like that?



Hmmm... That can't be right. I'll just try it again...



AAAAAAA!!!! How many calories does screaming at a scale burn?



So, I guess it's time to do something about it. And what do I choose to do? Yup, I'm starting a blog. Why? Well, clearly, it's because I have a hole in my head. Why else would one blog about needing to lose massive amounts of weight? Okay, it could be for accountability - that evil word that's supposed to be a good thing. Let's face it, the only time accountability makes us happy is when we're doing what we're supposed to be doing. Otherwise, it's just a kick in the butt. I guess a good butt kicking is what I need once in a while.

Because typing is such good exercise (am I delusional?), I'll be posting about my ups and downs on my new blog. Here's hoping for more downs than ups!

And yes, in case you were wondering, I am completely off my rocker. ;o)