I know I say this a lot, but it is crazy to just think about how my mind set has changed. I didn’t really think I had a “fat” mindset before, but I guess it’s because I was fat and didn’t think I could do anything about it. That’s just how it was.
But thinking about this week, about how I feel like though it was better exercise than others in this past month of hell, it was still a mild attempt. But I still did 3 days of at least “moderate” activity, which the usual minimum recommendation?
Last year, I didn’t like going on walks. It’s easier to drive, and if there’s not a purpose to the walk, what’s the point? My roommate actually left the apt upset once because she thought it’d be nice if I joined her on a walk, and I just really truly had zero desire to go, so I refused. Why? Who knows, seriously.
I still feel funny saying I’m going to go for a walk. I feel like it should be a run, or nothing. That women in their 40s go for walks at lunch, that there’s better exercise for a 23 year old. And while there is different and more strenuous exercise for sure, I’m learning there’s nothing wrong with a walk, and it’s a great way to just do something. Instead of doing nothing. That just doesn’t help anyone.
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