I really, REALLY didn't want to exercise tonight. I thought, "Well, my knee has been bothering me, I'd have to get on the elliptical and go really slow so I didn't hurt myself and it'd be so slow, that it wouldn't be worth doing" Blah, blah, blah, you get the idea...I was really fighting myself. I finally decided that it didn't matter if I only went .5 mile an hour...a little exercise was better than none at all & I promised myself that I was going to exercise regularly from the onset. It's the only way that my knee is going to get better anyway. I went to an orthopedic surgeon about it a couple of years ago and they told me exercise, especially the elliptical, will help. So I finally talked myself into doing in, however slow I had to go for it not to hurt. My elliptical has a calorie counter, and when I was done, I only burned 15 less calories than yesterday. I was willing to give up on exercise for FIFTEEN calories. Anyway, I know it's a small thing in the grand scheme of things, but I feel very victorious at the moment.
On a related story, DH told me earlier this week how energetic I've been lately. He said that I haven't had this much energy since I was a teenager. Being that I haven't been a teen for a very longggg time, that made me feel great!
