Day 172: The Space in Between

I am going to sound like a broken record.

But then again, using that saying makes me sound old!

Anyway, moving on....

I HAVE to increase my exercise.

There is just no way around this. When I start getting "busy" or too exhausted or too whatever, I suffer. And it is just that much harder to get myself motivated again.

So, my new goal is to make it to the gym at least 3 days a week. I was going to say everyday, but that just doesn't always work with my schedule. And part of my imbalance has to do with me taking on too much and then getting burned out.

I've noticed that I do life better with space between.

On top of that, I will incorporate more walks into my day. That part is easy since I walk and bus as a means of transportation. But I need the weights.I need to push myself past my comfort zone.

REVISED PRIORITIES

Gym 3 days a week!
Everything Else: (Prayer, Stretch, Blog, Piano Practice, Drink copious amounts of water, Eat fresh fruits, veggies, nuts and lean protein before 7:00 p.m., Mass, Time with family, cleaning, cooking, laundry, leisure)

Well that about covers it.

So far this week I have been to the gym 3 days. I am sore all over. But I am happy because I know this is progress. Today will be my day of rest from the gym. I will do stretching and walking. I will be walking downtown because my friend Jules is giving a concert at the Old Church. I am looking forward to just sitting and listening to music.

Back to the gym tomorrow. :)

Happy Wednesday! :)

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