Mini

Got a little workout in tonight. Nothing to brag about but at least I did something. Which is more than I've done in a long, long time.

I really, really, really didn't want to. But I told myself I was going to start back today.  I've told myself that about 117 other times too - and there's only so much disappointing myself before it gets old. I kinda wish it had gotten old about 10 pounds ago, but whatever.

And it's kinda funny because I think about all this metal in my mouth. What a pain it is, how much work it is, how much I hate it. Not to mention expensive - man, it costs a fortune! All because I wanted straight, even teeth. And if you ask me if it's worth it, I would say yes.

But it makes no sense to care so much about  my teeth but then let my body go. Do I hate working out? YES. Is it a pain to do it? YES. Is it hard work? YES. Is it worth it? Ummm, well...I'd rather just sit on the couch and watch tv so I guess that would be a no.

See, I told you it didn't make sense.

So, I'm changing my attitude. Trying to anyway. Focusing on the benefits and end results and hoping I can remember that my thighs are just as important as my incisors...