With a little help from my internet friends… and yours, too
I swear, it’s back to hockey soon. I promise, or you all get to shank me.
I got up too late to run this morning and later asked Twitter if anyone else was having a “fuck it, Ill just stay fat” day. Got a ton of responses, and as usual, thank you. The biggest chunk of responses was from people like me, kind of struggling with motivation, or energy, or schedules, or just with generally getting in shape. I never envisioned being this heavy before and while I’ve always known it would make me unhealthy and unhappy, I couldn’t really imagine just how much until it happened.
In any case. I’m working on it. The realistic way. The way where it takes a long time but you don’t kid yourself that you’re not going to want to drink when you’re out with a bunch of your friends, or that you’re going to eat rice cakes on your birthday, or that you can do everything right, or that you can be within a 60km radius of metricjulie and not have any wine. It’s going to take me a really, really long time for me to get back to where I started but once I get to my goal, I’ll be able to weld myself to it.
I know you know how that is. And that some days it sucks. And that you can be serious about what you’re doing but still have some of those days. I also know that if you do have days like mine, you can tweet or email me and have a chat about it. Any any any any time. Just like you guys are always telling me.
You know where to find me, my five readers.