Today I learned that no matter how much time I have on my hands, I will find an excuse to not exercise.
I used to work full time and always said, "If I didn't have a full time job I'd be in such great shape!" There was always a reason to put the workouts off - hours at the office, housework at home, my freelance work on the side... it all got in the way.
But now I work part time from home. My kids are in school in the morning and part of the afternoon. Yes, I still have plenty of freelance work, along with a home and kids to take care of. But I have a great workout video that only takes 20-ish minutes and kicks my ass. I have a rebounder, ab cruncher, Pilates ball and a YMCA membership. Most importantly, I have time to do this.
And yet here I am, at my highest non-pregnant weight ever. Again. Not huge, but certainly uncomfortable in my clothes. I eat healthy foods for the most part. I just hate working out.
It stops now. It has to.
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