That’s right, I’m addicted. To what, you ask? Well, it’s shocking…I am addicted to exercise. Running and the elliptical have become my new favorite ways to spend a little time away from kids, husband, and responsibilities. Hot baths, reading a good book, surfing the net, or a little TV time are no longer the ways I choose to spend the 30 minutes before bed or 10 minutes before dinner are ready. Instead I hop on the elliptical and blast some motivating music through the iPod while I make myself sweat!
I am just as shocked as everyone else by this development. I have a feeling my husband is wondering who I am and what I did with his wife. I hurt my knee and have had to take a couple of weeks to just walk and it made me cry. I’m not entirely sure what has brought about this change. It may be that my long-time excuse is no longer valid (I told myself that I wanted to have more kids and couldn’t see the point of losing only to get pregnant and fat again.) or that I am just sick and tired of looking/feeling this way. But I think it has more to do with friends who are supportive and encouraging to exercise with! I have never stuck to any exercise program for more than a few days, and I’m going on several weeks of consistent activity now. My knee finally appears to be healed enough to run again and I can’t wait to get out there on Monday and test it out!
