I've started running (accountability chosting)
Well, when I say "running", I mean I've found a 2km route from my house that I can walk there and back again, private enough to encounter a maximum of 2 witnesses to my asthmatic incapacitation when I find the hubris to break into a jog for 100m. I have never had any kind of exercise routine beyond working as a restaurant KP, so I'm extremely bad at keeping these habits, so I'm being a little posty about it, apologies.
Anyway I'm only a week in so I'm seeing no benefit to my pain as yet, except the part where I'm suddenly enjoying my mornings???
My partner has a job that involves waking up before 6am, whereas if I'm required to wake up before 8am it usually results in me zombie-ing around for several hours until I can justify a second cup of coffee. So I often don't wake up with her, and end up with a sleep cycle a couple of hours removed from hers.
But I fucking hate exercising in public view and live in a fairly well-off (i.e. jogger-heavy) area, so the only time I can go for a "run" (pacey walk) without half-assing it out of embarrassment is early morning.
So here I am, having woke up at 5:45 and made breakfast for my partner, been out for a run, and had a shower, enjoying a fresh cup of coffee and browsing the chosts because it's too early for me to get credit for logging on to my work laptop at a time when I'd usually be snoring before hitting STOP on my 2nd of 7 morning alarms. I'm not even hungry yet??
Fucksake, this exercise shit works, doesn't it?