I’m Working Out… Well, I’m Thinking About It
I’ve always been very slim, very bone-y. And I’ve never really had a problem with my skeletal physique until last summer.
Not because I don’t have the abs all the other guys have, or to have girls all over me but because I feel weak. Unbelievably weak. Doing a single pushup drains me of all my energy. I can hardly run a mile.
And I’ve been wanting to start working out but… It’s so difficult. I have no idea how people can wake up, tell themselves that they’ll work out and actually go through with it!
It’s absolutely beyond me.
I can wake up and tell myself, “I’m going to work out today” but I never do it. I can’t. Once I’m at home, my body becomes boneless and I have to slither to my bed. And I always make up excuse for myself not to work out. It’s just such a hassle. If I spend an hour working out, that’s one hour I didn’t spend reading, watching a movie, sleeping, or procrastinating.
I do need to start working out, though. I had a hard time carrying my baby nephew to the car this morning. I need to start working out.