Mixed week

Ok, so I started strong and have kind of limped through the end of the week. But I'm not declaring failure just yet. Here's the log so far:
Mon: Fit workout - 20 minutes a
Tues: Walked to the bus a

Wed: nada. missed the morning, and refilling prescription/cleaning up after dogs made it too late (and I was exhausted...)r
Thurs: Walked to the busa
Fri: Missed the morning, hoping to make it to the Fit when I get home.

I think I want to go back to my 'tip jar' idea. Two jars - one gets $1 every day I workout, and one gets $1 for every day I don't. I get to spend the money in the workout jar and have to donate the other jar to charity. And if they're on the counter, in view of Hubby - maybe that will help motivate me.

I think that's part of my problem -- I have no one to be accountable to, no one to exercise with. That suits my personality fine, but obviously not getting me moving.

I'm also getting tired of how much time I waste thinking about things and not doing anything. Like now - I've been working on this for 20 minutes, time I could be walking, but should really be working... I'm getting very frustrated with myself lately - I used to be so much more productive all around.

Sigh...

Didn't get up again this morning due to late night. But Hubby's working late tonight, so I'm planning to get on the Fit this evening for a Yoga session. Will update later.

Momentum!

Yay! I walked to the bus this afternoon after an unsuccessful morning. So good since I really didn't want to write another "fallen off the wagon" post. I just couldn't get up this morning even after my phone alarm went off.

I was thinking that this might actually be the best rhythm for me: Wii M-W-F and walking T & Th. Makes sure to get my cardio in proper and gives me plenty of time on the Wii. We shall see. For now I'm going to say as long as I get five workouts in a week I'm good. Yay!

Victory!

Ok, maybe it's a bit early for that, but I did it! I got up at 5 a.m. this morning, got on the Fit, even though I really just wanted to sleep more. And I did the entire strength training circuit in 30 minutes - worked out to about 20 minutes of actual exercise time. Perfect!

So what finally motivated me? I'm not entirely sure. I set my alarms, including the one downstairs. I left my sport bra on my dresser, so all I had to do was grab it as I was heading down stairs and throw it on while the Wii was loading. I realized the coffee maker is another alarm- a 5 minute warning to finish up and get in the shower.

But I think it was Hubby that really pushed me - both good and bad. Good: I had a great weekend with him, feeling confident and beautiful, and we started planning a trip to Las Vegas - about a month away, and I'd like to be even more fit by the time we get there. Bad: watching this crappy dating in the dark show and listening to the BS from the guys on the show. Hubby was joking about how a size 4 is "just fat enough," which I told him means that I'm twice "just fat enough." I'm not even really sure what that means, but it's a pretty sucky thing for him to say.

Granted he didn't direct this at me specifically, and I know he thinks I'm immune to all this body and fat talk, but I'm really not. I'm trying to focus on my own feelings about my body - getting to a point where I feel healthy and beautiful, rather than aiming for a number or size. And listening to him say shit like that really does not help me. In fact after that conversation I snuck a half a cookie, then had another half when Hubby got back downstairs. I really don't want to be sneaking food, thinking he wants me to be a waif who never eats. Not to mention the hypocracy there.

Anyway, let's just count this as a step in the right direction, albeit a month late. Here's hoping tomorrow goes as planned.