For my birthday I got a Fitbit, despite the ranting of my previous blog it does in fact work.  I was curious mostly about my heart rate and where that tipping point might be between good old gluttony and heart disease.  So far, so good.  I apparently move around quite a bit getting my children ready for school and cleaning up the war zone that is left for me.  Also, when I work from home I am constantly moving and going up and down stairs.

Exercise has never been something I was thrilled about.  I never wanted to work out and used to cheat any time we had to run around the field at school.  I was way too clumsy for a treadmill and every time I did a hair flip, I would go flying off of the stupid thing.  Of course back then it really didn’t matter because I was rail thin and I had to walk everywhere.  Now that I’m in my 40’s it does matter and sadly, due to back problems, exercise isn’t really possible anymore without pain.  How I wish I had done more when I could, maybe the back problems wouldn’t have been so bad now.   Hindsight is 20/20.

So, it’s 8:30 am and I’ve already walked 1,100 steps and have barely left the house.  That’s pretty good, right?  Let’s just keep it our little secret that the dog had it on its leg while chasing a squirrel around the yard.  I needed to get to a point where I wouldn’t feel guilty about having leftover birthday cake for breakfast.  It’s practically a breakfast bar anyway; eggs, jam, flour, coconut….

I always assumed because I didn’t actually “work out” that I didn’t get any exercise.  I guess I really do get more than I thought.  This might in fact be the reason that I have been able to maintain a girlish figure of 472 pounds and not tipped the “half a buck” scale.  Of course, most of that weight is water and each breast must weigh a good 100 pounds, so in all reality some might consider me anorexic.  Can you believe that all this time I had my eating disorder wrong?

I do wish I could increase my heart rate and hope someday I will find a way to do so.  I find it interesting how at every doctor’s appointment they always ask if I exercise but when I say no, they just leave it at that.  Hmmm, if you read into that a little you might be able to say that exercising isn’t good for you.  If it was you would think the doctor would say something.  If I had said yes, I am a runner, they probably would have told me to stop.  Running takes such a toll on your body that it can’t possibly be healthy.

Did you know that people that run marathons often have their toenails fall off?  Good lord, why would you put yourself through that voluntarily?  I mean how can you look good in your adorable sandals if you are missing toenails?  Get your priorities straight people.  Why would automobiles have been created if we were supposed to run everywhere.  It’s bad enough I get a foot cramp when I drive 26.2 miles.