38 days to go.
As recently mentioned, I've got a long list of crap I need to/should do. I'd like to amend the list to add that I'm also trying to change my way of thinking and speaking to re-adjust those to be a long list of things that I want to do. Things I'm looking forward to doing. Things that if I do do them - will mean that a better, longer, more enjoyable, wackier, fun-filled life is in the works.
To that end - I should (damnit, see what I mean?), I would like to get off my butt more often and move this body of mine around. I would love to someday be one of those people who honestly enjoys exercise, the ones who have a better day with a good run in it rather than being one of those people who dread the effort needed to sweat & breathe hard. But - since I'm solidly in the latter camp - I need some help to pull this off.
I'd like to thank one darling Amy Blackburn for her willingness to keep me honest and to be kept honest herself in the process. She's checking in with me daily to see what our plan is for getting off the couch and out of the house. We're making promises to each other and making sure that we don't find new and inventive ways to break said promises. And she manages to do that all in a way that doesn't make me feel shitty about myself, not even one little bit. This is no small feat. She's some sort of motivational genius and I'd like the world to know so.
Like so many other things in this life - I don't think I could do this without Amy's push, her praise, and her prodding. Thank you sweet friend.
That's it - a bit rambling today, but an important bit of getting to 40, getting married, and finally getting it together.
Can she call me daily as well, or have you already told her that I'd lie to her about being on my fifth mile while lounging on my couch with some ice cream? Shit.
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