This post was published a month before I broke my leg, and 3 weeks before I started the C25K program. Yes, that’s right. One week into the program, I hobbled home with a stress fracture in my left tibia. I haven’t been back outside to run since.
I broke down and shelled out $3 for the Couch to 5 K app for my phone.
It takes me less than 1/2 a second to decide on buying a dozen mini cupcakes, but it took me about 6 months to finally justify spending 3 dollars on an exercise app.
I’ll succeed in finishing off the cupcakes, but I may fail at actually using the exercise app.
I know. Crazy town.
I quit soda in December thinking I’d instantly drop a few hundred pounds. Didn’t happen.
Apparently I have to actually get up and do more than walk to the toilet to equal actual exercise.
That’s just stupid.
Exercise is hard. And it’s hot outside. And I don’t like the hot. It makes sweat. And sweat is stupid.
It takes too many steps to turn on the Wii Fit Plus.
THAT is a sign of lazy.
I’ve told you before that I take lazy to a whole other level. Now do you believe me?
But now I guess being fat is stupid. And that’s just dumb.
Okay, I lied about this not being a fat girl post.
Angie Lynch is the founder and managing editor of the powerhouse women’s literary community, Smut Book Club. She is a Native Floridian without a tan, probably because she spends her days hard at work on the magical internet. For the past several years, Angie has worked way too hard at building clout as an influencer in food and margaritas as well as being a source for laughable pop culture commentary. You can read more from Angie on her blog, A Whole Lot of Nothing.