The Biggest Couch Potato
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Okay, how bad is it that my reason for not going to the gym on Tuesday night was because The Biggest Loser was on?
At least I wasn't downing a tub of Haagen Dazs at the time. Hey, I even did about three sets of psuedo-squats during commercial breaks. Yeah, like I burned, I dunno, five calories? Go me!
But seriously. Lame has a new name, and it starts with B, ends with E and has an onni in the middle of it. The DH did remind me of my goal to work out three times a week, rain or shine. We'd actually been going strong with a workout on Friday and then on Sunday.
I vowed that we would work out Wednesday morning. And, by gosh, we did.
Thanks to living in Canada, a huge pile of snow arrived, just in time for Ukrainian Christmas (happy holidays!). So we spent 30 minutes shoveling instead of working the treadmill.
Was it a coincidence... or fitness destiny? I'm not sure. But I'm afraid of what will happen the next time I try to skip going to the gym.
I wonder how much swarms of locusts weigh when you have to shovel them off the driveway.
At least I wasn't downing a tub of Haagen Dazs at the time. Hey, I even did about three sets of psuedo-squats during commercial breaks. Yeah, like I burned, I dunno, five calories? Go me!
But seriously. Lame has a new name, and it starts with B, ends with E and has an onni in the middle of it. The DH did remind me of my goal to work out three times a week, rain or shine. We'd actually been going strong with a workout on Friday and then on Sunday.
I vowed that we would work out Wednesday morning. And, by gosh, we did.
Thanks to living in Canada, a huge pile of snow arrived, just in time for Ukrainian Christmas (happy holidays!). So we spent 30 minutes shoveling instead of working the treadmill.
Was it a coincidence... or fitness destiny? I'm not sure. But I'm afraid of what will happen the next time I try to skip going to the gym.
I wonder how much swarms of locusts weigh when you have to shovel them off the driveway.
Labels: adventures, blahs, goals
posted by Bonnie Staring at 1:11 AM
5 Comments:
I am so tired of shovelling snow, ah, who am I kidding. I have a perfect excuse not to shovel. ;)
I think shovelling counts as a major aerobic exercise. But at least you got out and did it yourself. Two kids knocked on my door last night and offered to shovel our driveway for $10. I handed the money over so fast they couldn't blink. (And I've got two boys who SHOULD be doing it for me but who won't get off their butts unless I yell)
Oh, and I made a resolution to 'get moving' and I've yet to get on the treadmill. So you're way ahead of me.
Heh, I did the same thing - I promised myself 20 minutes a day of some sort of activity at least 5 days a week. 50 minutes of shoveling was a way better option than the previous day's walk in the cold! I got stuff done AND I felt good about the activity.
Hey onnie with a B and an E... are you Ukrainian? Cause I'm the only perogy eater in my neck of the woods so had to celebrate all on my own.
Amy: You know, I was jealous for a moment until I thought about what you'll be going through in July. ;)
Leah: Whipping out that $10 bill burned at least a few calories, dontcha think? You can always get on the horse tomorrow...
Garnigal: Howdy stranger! Good for you to get in your shoveling workout. I guess we should be glad more snow's coming, right? Grr.
Wylie: No, but my neighbours on either side of me are Ukrainian, so they keep feeding me perogies and other yummies.
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