"I'm a driver, I'm a winner. Things are gonna change. I can feel it." Beck, "Loser" (sound bite mixed in from the movie "Kill the Moonlight").
I gotta keep my positive outlook. Without it, I can't do anything. Quite frankly, without it, no one can do anything...either at all or well.
I haven't worked out with weights in the past two days. I HAVE done at least 30 minutes of aerobics a day, but without the weights, I'm not going to get cut. I'll not ever morph this middle-aged body into "Miss Baywatch" (see prior post).
So I have to drum up the energy to drive myself upstairs, drive myself through 62 grueling minutes of weights mixed with cardio in The Firm's dominatrix-driven DVD that's in my DVD player right now. God, I hate it. But without keeping my eye on the prize, without being determined to achieve change, all I will be is a loser (in terms of weight loss and/or getting a great body mass index). I weigh the same as I've weighed for the past week...164 pounds. Now, mind you, it's better than 169 pounds, when I started this blog. And it's nice to not be backsliding. But let's face it, as much as "no pain no gain" sucks, it's a truism. I don't want to be a loser, Baby. Beck notwithstanding, I don't want being a loser to kill me. And being fat and out of shape will do that. Weight loss and exercise, done properly, won't!
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