Fathead's First Post

Alright, I decided to get off my butt and bang out a few words for this blog. It must be glaringly apparent by now that my girlfriend is much more of a fitness fan than myself. I would love to detail how busy I have been for the past few weeks with all of my really, really important tasks and assignments but in reality I have been slack-assing it. Really there is lots of time in a day to work in a bit of exercise and I’ve just been too lazy to do it.
It’s not that I didn’t want to spend hours first working out and then writing about it to anonymous people on the internet who are only casually glancing it on an occasional basis…..well, when I think about it, that’s exactly how I was feeling.
I’ve found that working out is difficult for me. I don’t get that “rush” from exercising that people have often told me about. It’s honestly a struggle to force myself into doing it. I’m a big fan of inertia, and once I’m in rest I tend to remain in rest until acted upon by a significantly stronger force. I think a lot of people are in the same boat. Which is why I think my contribution to this blog will be a good counterbalance to Chantel’s amazing enthusiasm to exercise.
My current theory is that just thinking about fitness makes you healthier. Don’t believe it? Well, I’m currently sitting in a bar in the Winnipeg airport and as I was writing this out the waitress came to take my food order. Now I had originally decided that this was going to be a chicken wing meal (probably at the top of my bar food pyramid) but I thought I it just didn’t seem proper to be writing for a fitness blog and eating like a pig (while eating a pig). This was sufficient motivation to order the taco salad. Not the healthiest alternative but much better than tiny pieces of chicken deep fried in fat and slathered in sauce with a side of ranch dressing. My own aspirations of healthy lifestyle guilted me into selecting something better for me.
Fitness is all about frame of mind and I just need to get my head space back into it before I can jump back on the healthy wagon. Maybe this taco salad is the start. It might be hard to believe about me from what you just read but I’m stubborn. Once I start something it takes a lot to stop.
At this point you are probably reading this and wondering when I am going to outline my workout for day but, aha, you are mistaken. I’m not going to do it. Not just because I didn’t work out today, but also because I didn’t work out today.
As a bit of a teaser, I’m going to give you a hint of future posts: prior to the inception of this blog I was 2 months into the P90X workout so my goal is to write about those first few months and, hopefully, finish up with the last push to finish it.
Fathead, out.
P.S. I guess I did workout today since I figure it takes considerable effort to move my fingers across this keyboard. Up, down, up, down, up, down………..repeat.