Friday, June 15, 2007
I want to take up jogging.
No, wait. Scratch that. It's a lie. What I want are the physical benefits from jogging (read: I want my waistline to stop expanding) without actually having to do the dirty deed itself.
However, as I'm beginning to realize I'm going to eventually have to up the size of the pants I buy, I know that I have to take the initiative and start forcing myself to get more exercise. After all, I've probably got more exercise in the last couple of days by flailing the Wii remote control wildly about than I've actually gotten in months.
So this morning I went for a jog.
And I swear I thought I was going to fucking die. I started imagining myself keeling over right on the side of Harwood as rush hour driver sped by.
The worst part of trying to get in shape is that starting point where you're just a pathetic, flabby sack of dough with no muscle tone. No wonder North Americans are getting so fat and out of shape -- it's just such a pain in the ass/neck/lungs/whatever body part to get going. It's so much easier to stare at the TV and munch on potato chips.
Mmm ... potato chips.
No, wait. Scratch that. It's a lie. What I want are the physical benefits from jogging (read: I want my waistline to stop expanding) without actually having to do the dirty deed itself.
However, as I'm beginning to realize I'm going to eventually have to up the size of the pants I buy, I know that I have to take the initiative and start forcing myself to get more exercise. After all, I've probably got more exercise in the last couple of days by flailing the Wii remote control wildly about than I've actually gotten in months.
So this morning I went for a jog.
And I swear I thought I was going to fucking die. I started imagining myself keeling over right on the side of Harwood as rush hour driver sped by.
The worst part of trying to get in shape is that starting point where you're just a pathetic, flabby sack of dough with no muscle tone. No wonder North Americans are getting so fat and out of shape -- it's just such a pain in the ass/neck/lungs/whatever body part to get going. It's so much easier to stare at the TV and munch on potato chips.
Mmm ... potato chips.
// posted by Chris @ 8:39 AM 
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Start Slow.
Start with your block.
next day, go a bit farther.
don't go so hard so fast.
You'll die. I did that, and almost collapsed.
Trust me. Take it slow.
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Start with your block.
next day, go a bit farther.
don't go so hard so fast.
You'll die. I did that, and almost collapsed.
Trust me. Take it slow.
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