Let's get physical

Some may think my mild obsessions with the zombie apocalypse and The Hunger Games (OK, so maybe I haven't mentioned my new found love of The Hunger Games trilogy...and yes, I did read all the books before I saw the movie) and the like are complete and total wastes of time.  I'm here to tell you they are not.  Not at all.

Turns out, these obsessions are a really great motivator for getting in shape.  Really, if our world were suddenly thrown into Panem rebellion like chaos, I'd need to be in much better shape than I currently am.  Mutts are fast.  Scary fast.  And don't even get me started on the need for serious cardio in case the dead begin rising from their graves & feasting on the brains of the living.

And this is why I've renewed my interest in exercise.  Well, that and the fact that I paid $150 for a bridesmaid dress for Bubba & Beck's wedding and I can no longer zip it up (and it's one of the rare dresses you really can wear again.....speaking of which, does anyone know if you can dye 100% polyester satin?).

When A Starry Night started posting about jogging on her Facebook page I chimed in that I am not a runner.  She suggested I download a C25K podcast (no, that is not a Star Wars reference- it stands for Couch to 5K) and give it a try.

You might recall that Husband lost around 60 pounds last year on a C25K program so I thought I'd give it a try.  Much to my surprise, it didn't kill me.  And my intro was a bit harder than Husband's.  His started out with 60 second intervals of jogging,  Mine started with 2 minutes of jogging broken up by 3 minutes of walking.  On my off days (which I'm keeping religiously), I'm stretching, doing a mish-mash of yoga and Pilates and strength exercises I've picked up over the last year or so.

In reality I gained 20 pounds a year or so ago & while I could use the extra weight, it's dispersal is what I'm having issues with.  It's all settled between my waist and about 6 inches above my knees.  Busha says I can thank her family for that gift.  It seems not only are she and her sisters well padded but their mother, grandmother, aunts and cousins were as well.  I don't mind some of the extra padding (it sure helps on Sundays with our lovely, antique, solid wood, non-cushioned pews) I just mind the jiggle.

So I run.  And hope.  And should probably lay off the cinnamon brown sugar Pop Tarts.