This is Rosy. Rosy is one year old and has been taking up a good portion of my living room since her arrival. We haven’t paid her off yet.
Rosy is in the Christmas tree spot. All things considered (five cats and my need for convenient exercise) it was more important to have Rosy this Christmas than a large tree. We made do with the tiny Charlie Brown tree on the mantle.
Not to harp on it, but last year was not a typical year, and lots of things were shoved down the priority list. Taking care of myself was one of those things. In fact, the second half of last year was dominated by fast food hastily eaten in the car between home and the hospital or home and the nursing home. And Rosy collected dust.
I was overweight already before all this started. And sitting all day to write hasn’t helped either.
Why am I telling you all this? Because this is a magic blog. Five years ago, I wrote my first post. I wanted to be an author, and I figured, if I wrote it on a blog and made myself accountable, I’d finally follow through.
Six novels later, it occurs to me that it worked. So, I’m writing it here for all of you to see. I’m putting Rosy on notice. I have all the things I need to pull my head out of my ass and treat myself better–healthy food, a really nice treadmill, yoga DVDs, exercise equipment, and command of my own schedule. The only thing stopping me is me–much like before I wrote my first book.
I’m not turning this into a food or fitness blog. But I will check in once in a while and let you know how I’m doing. Not because you care whether I’ve been slacking off, but because this is the magical accountability blog. If I hide my laziness, it will continue. If I have to admit it in public, it’ll stop.
In theory, anyway.
So. Just as I did with my crazy dream of becoming an author, I guess I need to outline a plan here, just to make it clear. Here it is:
1. Walk a little every day, increasing each day until walking is no longer a huge event that requires frequent stops to rest my back or knees.
2. Increase the speed a little every day until my heart and lungs no longer threaten to stop working.
3. Start using the pre-programed workouts with elevation variances.
4. Steal all the underpants.
5. Be healthier!
This plan, admittedly, falls apart earlier than the “Get Published” plan did, but that’s because banishing my sluggery isn’t complicated. I just have to get my ass out of the chair on a regular basis. We’re already eating well most of the time.
So. I’ll try not to bother you too much with the health updates, but I still have to do it to remain accountable. You can look away when it happens, if you like. Maybe I’ll post a picture of a cute animal so you can look at that instead.
Guess I’ll have to start getting dressed in the mornings. Rosy has a strict policy about wearing shoes and a bra. And once I have those on, I feel pretty silly if I don’t put on pants and a shirt.
Have a great week. See you real soon!