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I'm trying so hard to stick with it for more than 6 months. For years upon years now, it's been 3 months on, 2 months off, 5 months on, 3 months off.
There's no way on earth that the period between mid-June to mid-July is going to see me exercising. Same with the horrible stretch from mid-October to mid-January. Too busy with too much fun. Add in times when I'm obsessed with personal creative projects, and I feel doomed to the treadmill of 3 months on, same off. Blah.
I'm trying to get more of a loving habit developed. Exercise is easier for me than eating right. I try not to eat too poorly, but I certainly don't eat uber healthy. Fortunately, large portions are not consumed by the likes of little me, and sweets have never had a hold on my edible desires.
Moderation is key for me with food, but if I need to shed a few pounds ... I simply shy away from fat foods and hit the exercise a little more firmly.
Of course, I always lean too heavily on the vanity stuff like weight lifting, and am embarrassingly shy of aerobic exercise in my life. I've started to swim a lot more just recently, so we'll see how that works out. After 3 seaons off the wheels, I think my rollerblading days may be behind me.
Too bad, that was fun. And if my aerobics ain't fun, I ain't doin' it. No stationary bike or such for me. Uh-uh, can't, won't.
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