I’m laid out here on the couch,very comfortably I might add; with a plate loaded with steaming angel hair pasta and gobs of yummy meat sauce cooked for hours with onions and green peppers and celery and beef—-and the smell of it is soporific. I just love pasta, and when I have it with a homemade sauce like this that has simmered half the day, well; this is seventh heaven, bud—for sure. But, as I twirl my fork in the heavenly stuff, my conscience just won’t leave me alone and it keeps jabbing me to tone it down with the pasta, and get back to doing my ab exercises. What a drag.
I’ve started doing some recommended ab exercises that my trainer suggested I try, because my midriff is getting flabby and I need to build up my core muscles and strengthen all the muscles that make up the core area so I have better support. Exercising is not much fun, and I’m having a tough time sticking with the program—-hence the big plate of spaghetti now and then.
So, I have my medicine ball and all the other accoutrements that go with doing a good set of ab exercises; and I try to stick to a routine that stays pretty much the same every week, but I just can’t get my head into it. For some reason, I am just not motivated enough to put a whole lot of effort into it and I’m beginning to think I am just plain lazy when it comes to exercising. I start off with a bang, but as the week wears on, I think of all kinds of other things I would rather be doing. Those exercises are a real drag for me, and I wish there was another way to get the same results without having to do all that work.
I bet things would be different if I had a girlfriend, a person of interest, or any kind of a friend that was interested in how I looked—-then I would feel the need to get up and get moving and start exercising for real. But, when I’m told I have to do these ab exercises for 3-5 times a week, and keep that up for every week without fail; I say—-nuts to that. And without anyone around who really cares what I look like or any kind of a goal that I’ve set for myself, then I don’t see much on the horizon for me as far as developing my midriff. Isn’t there some other way without having to exert all this effort.
Most of the ab exercises I’ve read about or come across at the gym, are designed to be done 3-5 times a week and on a pretty regular basis. That means you have to set up some kind of a routine so that you can stick to it and get yourself to the gym or to your exercise area at home, whatever; and do it without fail, week after week. Doesn’t sound like much fun to me. Why do you have to dedicate so much time to exercising every week just to get fit.
I’ve been doing some thinking lately, and the thought occurred to me that I should start hanging around more with my friends that are eating the right stuff so they stay healthy, and they don’t seem to be exercising all that much or go to the gym, and they seem to be in pretty good shape. Maybe just being more with them will help, and if I follow the same patterns that they are, I can ditch these ab exercises and just hang out and look good.
Just had another newsflash mentally—-I should find myself a true blue love interest that will find me attractive the way I am now, but would be supportive of my starting ab exercises and sticking to a routine to improve myself down the road. Now that sounds like a plan that would work—-motivation is the key here, and a little loving now and then is a good gas pedal for motivation. Yessirree. Well, I just might do that, just as soon as I finish this plate of yummy spaghetti and sauce, and then slowly pull myself up off the couch. Yep, it’s a done deal.
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