Exercise

Something a little different.
Since Christmas I have literally not stopped eating, I don’t exercise and I really have no motivation whatsoever to change however here it is day one.
I started the day with apple cider vinegar (diluted of course) i have drank 2000ml of water, well on my last 250ml whilst I type using my super hydroflask, which to my kids means I am now down with it. Then finally I have downloaded a workout app that is now tailored to me. Downloading is as far as I have got with that one. I think day two is a good time to introduce that seen as I am coming to terms with less food in a day.
First things first I made sure I have ate every cake and cookie in the house, I don’t like waste these foody treats have already given me the lovely muffin top i tirelessly complain about so a few more wasn’t going to hurt.
Why is it on day one we have all this feeling inside that this time I’m going to do it, this time I will fit back in to my clothes and this time I’m going to feel healthy again! When in reality I know in 2 weeks time I will check my weight and if its not changed, I will sit and indulge in a jar of peanut butter. Then moan even more about not losing weight.
As a full time working mum I really don’t seem to find the time to exercise ermmm wrong I don’t want to find the time. There is times in the day I could quite easily get up and do my bit for the body that works hard to keep me going, but then somehow I find myself watching a season on Netflix.
So how do we do it, were does that mojo hide that craves us to exercise because I can sure tell you mine has never in 34 years of life surfaced. I’m particularly jealous of those people that love the Gym. I’m that person that goes to the gym tags myself in Facebook I’m at the gym. Selfie on a treadmill (standard) which I ran on for 30 seconds then sat in the sauna for the duration of my stay there.
Going back to day one, myself personally is almost always a Monday. I say always a Monday as I have started a plan many times but can you really start a plan any other day? My head would only tell me it’s nearly weekend and you have that party to go to or that take away you promised yourself on Friday night.
Therefore here it is the dreaded day one I have mentioned to many times I know but I need to let this sink in. No more cakes chocolate or 50 million brews in a day to keep me awake and no more sitting idle when I could be Pro active.
I’m praying this time my mojo reaches me and helps me out a little. So cheers to me and good luck to me hoping to achieve my 21 year old figure back.
Fingers crossed!!