Sweating

Blessings, Darlings

So, I'm reading my timeline on Twitter, and Men's Health has this link: Identify What's Stopping You from Losing Weight.  My immediate reaction - dudes, what's so hard about figuring THAT out?

For me, it's really easy:  I love to eat, and I hate to exercise.  Food TASTES GOOD, at least food I buy/make. I love salt.  I love grease.  I love carbs.  I love protein, covered with salt, and even better when covered with grease.  Breaded and fried and salted?  Excellent!

And I HATE sweating.  It doesn't matter if it's from the day being hot or from exercising.  I hate it.  Today was a really ROUGH day for me on the exercise bike, because I SWEATED while exercising.  Yech.  Well, also my right butt cheek started whining, even BEFORE I got on the bike, "I do NOT want to get back on that bike seat".  Great, I though, prototypical 'talking out of my ass'.  I got on the bike anyway.  I did my exercising - warm up 4 minutes, then 30 minutes of 30 seconds at medium speed/30 seconds of sprinting, then 6 minutes of cool down (I did cut 5 minutes off, in deference to the now screaming butt-cheek).  Yes, I had the fan on while I biked, to help me feel better while doing it.

Weights and aerobics will follow (I'm typing this at noon).  But I do NOT like to exercise.  I may never like to exercise.  I may always HATE to sweat.  I expect to love to eat all my life.

I know WHY I'm fat. One of my problems in dropping weight is that the 'doing' doesn't have an intrinsic reward - putting on weight comes with activities I love, dropping it means NOT doing things I love (eating lots of fatty, salty, etc, food) and doing things I hate (sweating).

Yeah, yeah, I know, there's a reward if I keep at it.  Pie in the sky by and by.  How odd - I appear to be a "Reverend Ike" type dieter, who want reward NOW not in heaven after I die.

Frondly, Fern