I need to get off my ass. I have been so lazy in the last few weeks that even Fitbit has commented. I need to move.
It took me 2 hours of Facebook scrolling and complete dread of touching the floor to even get out of bed this morning. I wasn’t hungry, I have been doing IF during the week so my appetite doesn’t kick in until 12, but I wanted coffee and it’s the weekend so I thought I should eat something despite no appetite. I made my bulletproof coffee, cooked two eggs over medium, and, upon realizing I had no fresh veggies, heated up a plate of leftover sauerkraut and pork. I ate all of my calories for the day in one sitting. While I wasn’t even hungry.
That was an hour ago. But here I still sit. Staring at a screen, either m laptop or my phone, waiting for something to motivate me to actually get up. I know the floor needs to be swept. I know my dogs would love a walk around the block. I know there are dishes and laundry to be done and a grocery list needs to be made. But I sit and stare.
I am hoping that just putting it all on here for me to read and see how ridiculous I am being will get me up. So far, not so good. What will it take? My bf getting home in a few hours? My MIL/SIL coming out of their branch of the house (not as grand as it sounds, I promise. 3 bedroom home, a hall separating that bedroom from the living area and our room)? Or simply the call of nature? Maybe needing to pee will get me up.
Once I get up, I swear I won’t sit down again for 3 hours. My promise to me, to my body. My back and legs and have so wrecked lately because I don’t do anything with them! They hate me. But, I also hate me for it, so join the club.
Ohhhh I am just rambling and it hasn’t done a thing for me.