In which I realize I'm in trouble

There's nothing quite like the crushing realization that comes of going to do sit-ups and struggling to do a single one. I didn't realize it had gotten this bad. Still, let's not dwell on the sad parts of it. I've previously fallen into the trap of thinking wistfully about what I used to be capable of. That doesn't help. If you spend all your time thinking about what you used to be able to do, you won't have any time to find out what you can do now.

Exercise today started with a shower. Why, you ask? What sane person would start by taking a shower, you say? Well, if I'm going out in public and walking around the neighborhood, I'm not going to do it looking like a slob, so there. The walk was very pleasant- I'm only now realizing that I've never actually seen my neighborhood, so it was a happy surprise to find that I live in an adorable neighborhood. It also made me realize that I like blue paint with white trim. Our front yard gained a new neighbor in the form of a copperhead snake whom I have named Pete. None of this has anything to do with exercise, but it was what made the exercise enjoyable, so suck it.

On to future days with much exercise and fewer pounds!