Apathy

I need some fitness mojo. Life has me running around in circles. Between work, family, and facebook I just can't find the energy to continue my good workout regimen. I still want to work out, but I can also always think of something I should be doing instead (I hate you, laundry).

I need a fitness buddy. I need someone to come with me, kick my butt, and share my endorphine rush. I need someone to call me every stinking day and ask me what I'm doing to work out.

Here are some things that I am telling myself to keep the workout drought carnage to a minimum.

I will not get the Holiday bloat this year.
I will not eat my own weight in chocolate.
I will not bake away the winter blues.
I will find a way to workout even if I have to do squats while folding underwear.

Someone help me...

Lunges and Cigarettes

As I was at the gym, and running (gasping for air) on the treadmill a few weeks ago I happened to glance out the window and I saw the most ridiculous sight. I saw a person who had just finished what appeared to be an intense workout (judging by the sweat dispersement) walk out the front door and reach into her gym bag and pop out a cigarette! She lit up for the world to see. Even if I supported smoking, I would feel the shame of the whole fitness world upon me as I puffed.

Is it just me, or does it seem counter intuitive to smoke after a workout? Isn't the whole point of working out to make yourself healthy? I do realize that smoking does have it's own appeal. I hear that it makes you lose weight, and that it's an appetite suppresant, however having lived with a smoker during my youth I cannot see how the advantages outweigh the ugly, stinky, mucous like dark side. Is it just like other's who go to extreme lengths to lose weight? The crazy pills, the extreme diets, the unneccessary weight loss surgery. Is smoking just another means to an end? I guess I'm just old fashioned... Well, maybe not.