BOB HARPER, PLEASE!

OMMFTFG There are only 187 days until halloween 2016. Let's get to it.

A few weeks ago I stated that ‘d be focusing on the fitness aspect of this journey to halloween, and I literally haven’t been to the gym since.

I have never like exercise, I mean… it hurts. It’s always the last thing on my list of things to do.

But I had a very inspiring conversation with a gorgeous well built friend who told me that he goes to the gym everyday after work. He forgoes social opportunities and post work drinks and dinners with friends, not only to stay in shape, but because he LIKES to work out. Sounds dumb to me but he’s got arms like a member of 98° so i’ll have what she’s having-- knowhatimean?

Being someone with a highly addictive personality, I bet if I forced myself to go to the gym 3 or 4 times a week, I’d start to want to go to the gym.

WANT to go the GYM! Crazy right?

I saw an ad in the subway for a book by The Biggest Loser’s Bob Harper; it had a kind of algebraic formulas on it. I can’t find the book online because Harper has written about 400 books on diet and exercise, and they are infuriating to look through. His body of work reads like an evolution of buzzwords used to trick fat women into buying things: Skinny Rules, Jumpstart to Skinny, Skinny Skinny Skinny Thin Now Today.

Anyway, the formula ad was something about taking supportive steps towards meeting your goals. If you want to go to the gym more, leave a set of gym clothes in your desk drawer. Or just fucking plan on going to the gym and bring your clothes. It’s so easy, but I never do it. UNTIL TODAYYY

Today is the day I start going to the gym regularly. I wore sneakers to work so I have to. And as definitive proof I will post at least 4 gratuitous gym selfies on this very blog as a part of next week’s post. It’s gonna get ugly.

QUICK UPDATE FURYA

There are 208 days left until Halloween 2016-- plenty of time for a quick update.
It's been 55 days since I started Weight Watchers, and I've lost a whopping 7 pounds.
Which, quite frankly, has me thrilled!
I know that 7 pounds is a measly amount of weight to lose over 55 days, but I am so loose and undisciplined when it comes to dieting, I should honestly be gaining weight.
And even at 7 pounds down, I can feel a slight change in my body, in how my clothes fit, and in my appearance.
I feel like my body has adjusted to living within my points, and I'm making healthy-ish food choices.
(If you consider halal street meat healthy)

The most important lesson I've learned so far is that a day is never blown.
There have been plenty of days in which I've gone to brunch and eaten two days' worth of calories in less than an hour. In the past, I might look at a day like that and say, 

"Well it's not like I'm gonna lose any weight today! I should probably polish off this alcoholic milkshake."

As if every morning I'd wake up with a fresh start and no history of self-harm via baked goods. Now I truly understand that it doesn't work like that. Well, maybe I've always understood that, but now I'm finally applying that knowledge to real life.

It's never too late to make a healthy choice. [paid advertisement for ConAgra Foods' Healthy Choice prepared foods. I wish]

I kind of understand this principle in a don't throw good money after bad sense. If I eat a six-dollar bucket of composite "lamb" meat and rice, I can always eat straight up broccoli for dinner. I can change directions!

Another biggie i learned is I don't have to eat until everything is gone and I'm in pain, EVEN IF it's free. I can just stop eating when I'm full, and put the food away or throw it out! 
Seems obvious, but stopping is counterintuitive when you're halfway through a trough of Chipotle.

Anyway. There's a quick update for ya.
In the upcoming weeks I plan to concentrate on my body goals in terms of fitness. So who knows whether I'll do that or not.

xoxo
gossip girl