I am so lazy. Big time. I’d go into detail about the level of my laziness, but it’d take too much work.
See what I did there? Yeah – lazy.
I’m also chubby. I still have 30 pounds to lose, so I need to exercise. The hardest part of exercising for me is starting. I don’t mind it once I get going, but I HATE getting going. Like this morning. I knew I needed to get up early, get out the door, and get in a quick run. But 5-stinking-30 is PAINFUL. I don’t want to get out of bed, I don’t want to put on my workout clothes, don’t want to huff my inhalers. So what did I do the night before?
I wore my running clothes to bed.
Yup. Running shorts, thermal workout shirt, hot pink ankle socks, and my sports bra. That bad boy is the worst. I hate wrestling myself into that particular item of clothing at dark-thirty in the morning. I really don’t like changing out of my warm, comfy jammies at any hour, but I’m so lazy that if I wear my workout clothes to bed, I don’t want to waste my time and effort by taking it off without having worked out and broken a decent sweat.
And guess what – it worked. The alarm went off, I hit snooze 2 times (2 is within my allowed snooze paramaters), then I rolled out of bed, huffed on my inhalers, brushed my teeth, and left. It wasn’t quite that quick, but you get the gist. So guess what I’m doing again tonight? Yup. I’m wearing my exercise clothes to bed.
Wanna know something else? I’ve figured out the minimum number of minutes I have to work out in order to get a decent number of Points Plus (Weight Watchers). Based on my current weight, if I run for 22 minutes, I earn 5 Points Plus. For reference, a crispy taco from the value menu at Taco Bell is 4 Points Plus. I won’t run for 23 minutes, because I’m lazy. The minimum works for me.
Now you know my secret. Might not be deep or dark, but you didn’t know it before.
P.S. Wrote this post last night with the best intentions of getting up and running before the kids woke up this morning. It didn’t happen. But because I’m still wearing my running clothes, I’ve decided I’m not going to change out of them until I run. So if you see me tonight and I’m still in my workout clothes, you’ll know what happened. Rather, you know what didn’t happen.