Day 10

So it's been ten days. I only notice one minor thing: this blogging has made me more aware, more conscious of when I am lazy, of the times when I choose NOT to move. This is important--at least I believe it is. Unfortunately, I don't think anyone is reading this, so I don't feel the pressure I was hoping to feel. Hopefully, eventually, someone will join me and read along and make me feel even more pressure to pay attention to making myself move.

Day 9

Oh I am so proud of myself! Yesterday I made myself do something I never do: get out of the car to "run in and get something." I always have my kids run in--they're faster and I'm not fast at all. But three times: I got out of the car and walked up a flight of stairs. Then today--walked to my office, talking the ramp, and didn't stop. Even took the stairs. It wasn't easy--but it was easier. It is a small step. Very small. But if I go one step at a time then eventually I'll get somewhere.

Days 6,7, and 8

Okay, so blogging every day is turning out to be something I'm not very good at. I forget, I get busy--I go to the bar...So Saturday and Sunday were fine, moving wise. I did crunches both days! Crunches. I haven't done them in so long. Then today I felt a bit like I had a stomach ache but it was muscles that haven't had to work for quite some time. But I'm hoping that having stronger stomach muscles will help take some of the strain off my back, which hurts terribly when I walk and is one of the main reasons walking is so difficult.

Today I took the stairs, but that was about it. It was a long day--seven straight hours of student conferences and a birthday party immediately afterward, followed by several hours of grading. I was whipped. Excuses. I hate them. But it is what it is.