Accountability

I'm going to do something new. Note that I didn't say "try." I'm totally going Yoda on this.

It's no secret that I love working out. With the damn pneumonia and bilateral ear infections of the past month, it should be painfully obvious that I haven't been working out steadily for quite a while. And it has sucked.

Now that the crazy winter of illness is hopefully (fingers so crossed!) behind us, I am vowing to workout EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I headed back into the gym last week for a few days and it felt great, but I slacked off over the weekend. Part of the logic in refinishing the basement last summer was so that I'd have a great workout space here at home, too. So I have no excuse for not working out. Fortunately, J found just the right way to guilt/persuade me that, even though it was after 9 pm, I could still squeeze a workout in tonight. I came up with this accountability plan while I was sweating in the basement. The irony is that I need to workout the most when I feel least like doing it.

So, with you as my witnesses, I am pledging to do something every day. It's not always going to be a killer weight and cardio sweatfest at the gym, but I will do something for at least 30 minutes every day. And you must hold me accountable. I will post every day what I've done and, if I don't, you have my full permission to harass me...on here, on facebook, in real life, via text...seriously, any way you can think of to kick my ass into gear.

OK? OK.

So...tonight I did Leslie Sansone's Walk Away The Pounds Express 3 mile workout, boosted with a weight belt, weighted gloves and a medium resistance stretchie band.

It felt great.