Well, that's an unpopular post title. But that is exactly what I have been doing since I started that Game On! diet. I will not be bested by the PTA moms! So, I have been faithfully on my elliptical every night this week. The first night was alright. The second night was killer. The third night was ridiculous and I was positive that this crack pot diet business was going to kill me. By tonight (a good 6 days into the game) I actually was eager to get on the machine.... I know, it stunned me too.
After all of my body's initial protesting, I found I was actually craving the movement. I had forgotten what it felt like to push myself - granted there is a whole lot more of me these days to push - but in the end I felt accomplishment. My sore muscles are a sign to me that I did something good for me, not a warning to never do such an idiotic thing again. You know what this means? Crap! It means I should keep exercising.
I am only going to mention as a P.S. here that I used to (as in way way long ago) run a minimum of 3 miles daily just to feel normal. As I began to know myself better and ultimately get a diagnosis of ADHD I realized that this exercise in my high-school years is what kept me focused. The times I did best in school were when I was running and playing at least one other sport. Perhaps my rekindled love affair with exercise will also help me regain my brain. Hey, it's worth a shot. I'll let you know how that goes. I am also wondering if exercise will help me keep my house clean and do all my unfinished projects too. Asking too much?
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