Naps > Exercise

This week I slept. On the July 4th holiday I stayed home and pretty much did nothing.  The weekend was the same.  

I have no regrets.

Ok, the hedonistic chip eating was regretful. 

But the sleep was glorious.

It's hard to get back in to the groove though.  Lethargy is powerful stuff.  

Luckily, ennui is very closely related and I can't stay bored too long.  Bed sores, ya know.

Haha, if it weren't for bed sores, I'd be okay with being bored all day. I'm disgusting.

Yesterday I put my gym clothes on and went to the gym, couldn't find good parking and LEFT without even attempting to find a space and go inside.  So, then I thought, "Hey, me, it's a nice day. Let's go to a park and walk or ride the bike!"  Then I realized how horribly hot it was and how I didn't really know what park to go to without being abducted, as I am a single lady and that's what happens.  So, instead of becoming some sort of Chandra Levy, I took a nap.  See? Naps save lives.

Today however, out of guilt and perhaps a last ditch effort to get some exercise in before Weigh-in Wednesday, I went to the zumba class I've been wanting to go to for a few weeks (this particular instructor has been on vacation).  And ohh, it was hard. Sure, since I've been going again fairly regularly, it wasn't DEAR LORD KILL ME NOW hard.  But it was hard.  It was mostly hard because I really didn't want to be there.  Naps are just so much better than exercising.  And while I was zumbaing I kept catching my reflection in the mirror of the studio and thought, man, I look dumpy and slow.  Still, I kept at it and did what I could as high energy as I could muster and not drop dead.  So at least there was that.

Tomorrow I've got an appointment with my old personal trainer.  I've told him about my UNFATTENING and he suggested we touch base to see what I could do to add to my routine. Perhaps, I'll find another motivating activity.