Sick of working out!
Ok, I'm sick of working my tail off. I'm sick of sweating, being hot, legs hurting, taking 30 mins out of my day, being out of breath...need I go on? I have lost 7 lbs in 3 weeks which I guess is good but I've got such a long way to go....I get so frustrated with myself for letting me get this way which then leads to having to put myself through all the crap that I mentioned above. I hate feeling the fat on my legs rub against each other...makes me cry just thinking about it!!! I feel gross and nasty...not to mention sweaty which makes you feel that much more gross and nasty. I feel like I'm doing all this for nothing. I try to talk to my hubby about it but he just says I'm not being logical...AAGGHH I HATE that word!!! It then goes into a big argument because I'm always like this....it's nonstop! Well, he should be in my head!!! He should have to deal with ALL of it!! He thinks what I"m telling him is a lot...well come in my mind for a day and see how you feel!!! I'm working REALLY hard on the postive thinking and do really good until I have to start working out. It just makes me SO ANGRY!!! I LITERALLY HATE IT!!! And then of course that just brings me down the rest of the day. Ok, that's me venting session for the day.
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Hi Mindi! I know it's frustrating and hard, but stick with it. Just know that exercising is one of the best things that you can do to take care of yourself and your mind and your body. Find peace knowing that you are doing your body good! Also, thank God that you actually can get up in the morning and exercise and that you have the ability to walk, move, and to breathe! Some people aren't so fortunate. I know your frustrations...I've been there myself. Press on, keep your chin up, and look in the mirror and see all the wonderful things about YOU!
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Congrats Mindi for losing 7lbs in 3 weeks. That is an awesome accomplishment. You should feel good about that.
I know I don't like to execise. I have to really pysche myself up for it. I learned many years ago, before this program, that I always felt better when I work out consistently. I can handle my stress so much better.
When I take a few days off I feel that the even the littlest things are difficult to handle. It's hard to motivate myself to restrat my exercise program.
Keep up the good work. It takes a good 6 weeks for the benfits of exercise to be felt.
I have been workign out for 10 years regularly. I just ran my first 1/2 marathon last spring. I am now in traing for another one in October. I still have to motivate myself to exerice. I feel like I only like running when its done. But the sense of accomplishment after completing a good sweat session is empowering.
Keep up the great work. It will eventually get more rewarding. Take care and God Bless.
I know I don't like to execise. I have to really pysche myself up for it. I learned many years ago, before this program, that I always felt better when I work out consistently. I can handle my stress so much better.
When I take a few days off I feel that the even the littlest things are difficult to handle. It's hard to motivate myself to restrat my exercise program.
Keep up the good work. It takes a good 6 weeks for the benfits of exercise to be felt.
I have been workign out for 10 years regularly. I just ran my first 1/2 marathon last spring. I am now in traing for another one in October. I still have to motivate myself to exerice. I feel like I only like running when its done. But the sense of accomplishment after completing a good sweat session is empowering.
Keep up the great work. It will eventually get more rewarding. Take care and God Bless.
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I tell ya, I'm NOT 1 of the blessed who wake up everyday looking forward to exercising, saying "ooh I'm so excited" - NOT. I DO EXERCISE EVERYDAY because I like how it makes me feel 1st & foremost - & 2ndary, how it makes me look. It's benefits(mentally, emotionally, physically, & spiritually) are almost beyond any words I could use here.
Eating better, making healthier & more consistant choices, was something I needed to learn & adapt - as was EXERCISING. I had food issues, stemming fr childhood. I did't eat to live - I LIVED TO EAT. I was out of shape & overweight - I just couldn't see it.
I had spent 2+ yrs recovering fr anxiety disorder - home & not working for the 1st time in my life. I did recover. The process came @ a price for me - I was diagnosed w/ MAJOR DEPESSION for the 1st time in my life in MARCH 2007. Ironically, I had graduated fr therapy - hadn't been there for 2mths - when I went back. It was termed circumstantial depression, a result of the past 2 1/2 yrs & all it entailed for me.
My depression attempted to totally deplete me of my: energy + will + character + strength + desire + love of all things - replacing it w/ a morbid & false existence. I had physical pains, as well as emotional. These "pains" made every day mundane things seem beyond reach. I had every single reason(cause I wasn't working) to allow it to envelop me = lay in bed all day OR lay on the couch all day OR not shower/bathe OR not get dressed - remember I had the opportunity NOT TO cause I wasn't working.
I required a med for my depression - but I insisted that we strictly address the WHYS behind it. 2 of my WHYS were my food issues & my weight. Over-eating is a symptom of something else - that something else - so I addressed the hard stuff in therapy(underlying issues). On my own, I realized there was a direct connetion b/w my eating habits(lots of all the wrong foods in serious excess) & lack of ANY EXERCISE @ ALL. I had just spent 2 1/2 HELLISH years recovering fr anxiety disorder - to then get diagnosed w/ major depression - I thought it was some sick joke. The thing was just that - I worked TOO DARN HARD to wallow & dwell - I worked too hard to get myself to a place where I could face myself - admit what I was thinking & feeling. I simply CHOSE not to wallow & carry on the fight.
As mentioned, I was diagnosed w/ depression in MARCH 2007. As part of my taking action against it, I joined WEIGHT WATCHERS in JUNE 2007 - 3 mths afterwards. Making the "lifestyle" change is not easy(exercising & eating healthier, making better choices). My having to do it w/ depression WAS a sick joke - hell. My recovery fr depression, in part, dictated that inspite of all that depression was making me feel, <span class="ev_code_RED">I HAD TO DO IT ANYWAY.</span>The emotional & physical pains of my depression felt like I had an eternal CHAIN OF HEAVY METAL CHAINS on me that made it almost impossible to walk + dress, etc. Simultaneously, w/ the chains depression awarded me, there was this imaginary forcefield that you hit every time you tried to fight it/take action/forge ahead - it always tried to stop me dead in my tracks, severely inhibiting my ability to move/move forward/move at all. There ain't a depression med in the world that is gonna take away all that depression will make you feel. I simply had to find a way to do it anyway.
When I joined W.W.'s, I weighed in @ 211+ LBS = SIZE 22. I am only 5'3 1/2. There weight guidelines are strictly guided by the medical association of USA(whatever that is - they just don't make it up). Based on my age + height, I as given my guidelines as to what I should weigh. It was b/w 117-140 lbs. Well, I knew fr the get go, I ain't no teenager to be weighing anything below 130 - I don't have the lifestyle. I 1st went to my reg dr & got a checkup - he felt 140 was my ideal weight, based on me now - the woman I am & lifestyle I had. I notified W.W. & that became my GOAL WEIGHT. Do you realize that was almost 71lbs away fr where I was at?
Sure, I was overwhelmed initially. I just spent 2 1/2 yrs working my tail off to recover fr anxiety disorder - Now to have depression & all that it WAS making me feel. I didn't think I had it in me - the emotional & physical ability to see this through. God be my witness, w/o any exageration @ all, <span class="ev_code_RED">depression fought me every single step & day of this lifestyle change.</span> But, I wanted to FEEL BETTER & knew instinctively that in order to pull myself out of depression, I had to do it anyway.
LOL, over my kitchen sink(honest) 1 morning during the beginning, I had a talk w/ myself - cause I saw I was exhausted & beaten dwn. "lenore, we know we need to do this. We can't run away fr it anymore. So, lets not overwhelm ourselves - the only promise I make us is WE'LL TAKE IT 1 DAY @ A TIME. 1 day @ a time, I choose to make healthier choices w/what I eat, ONE MEAL @ A TIME. 1 day a time - I will become better informed on nutrition so this lifestyle change is both ahealthy 1 & something we will keep up w/. 1day @ a time Lenore, we will get moving - a little something, anything - as long as we do what we can". I knew I needed to do this, I just didn't want to overwhelm myself.
I was embarrassed about my size & weight - heck the TENT SIZE CLOTHING I WORE IN ATTEMPTS TO CAMOFLAGE THE WEIGHT I DENIED HAVING - was a sign of that. I didn't feel good(physically & emotionally) - I was only 37 - almost 38, feeling like 60. I didn't like how I looked - I didn't feel attractive or sexy - my given right as a woman. I let myself go. If my weight was sure effecting me, it was also effecting my marriage & relationship w/ my husband. I HAD ALL THE RIGHT REASONS TO STOP COMING UP W/ EXCUSES & FINALLY DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
I attended meetings at W.W. every sat morning. In addition, everyday, I moved - got my tushy off the couch & got to stepping. Now initially, it was 10 or 15 min walk. I built up, worked around for 1 hr - started using the treadmill at home -slow speed high incline(for intensity & a very nice tushy firming thingy - cause mine was sweeping the floor). Eventually I joined a gym. I learned nutrition to a degree, made better choices - so that moderation was not a foreign concept & I got myself moving: at home, around the neighborhood, at the gym, at the park, at a carnival, at the mall - you name it, cause there is variety out there. I didn't think about it, I just did it. As I previously said, doing this w/ depression was like going 12 round w/ Mike tyson(emotionally & physically) at his prime. I ached &cried & lord I prayed so hard - begging the lord , our God TO BE MY STRENTH.
Was it easy? Did I sweat? Did my fat legs rub together - sweetheart I put a hole in the inner legs of my pants. Did I hurt - hurt ain't the word, lol. If I wanted to feel better - I HAD TO CLAIM IT - I had to sweat every single darn day - even when I couldn't - often at times, on my treadmill here at home, w/ tears rolling dwn myface cause I was hurting so bad - Every day I thought I couldn't do it - yet W/ God by myside, I did it still.
14 months after joining W.W., eating better than I ever did - making healthier choice more consistantly so I could have MODERATION in my life & consistantly exercising/moving my tushy off the couch - I HAVE LOST 69lbs.I am a little over 1 lb fr GOAL - that is way SWEET. I have gone fr size 22 to a size 4. My physical at the dr's show I am the healthiest I've ever been in my life. Most importantly, my depression is losing its battle w/ me -I am now dwn to the lowest dosage - I am on my way to getting myself off of the depression me & knowing in my gut - I fought a hard battle against depression + food issues + weight - I WON!
My motivation was me pulling myself out of depression & feeling better. There was no room for wallowing/dwelling/self pity/playing the victim - those are all powers of depression. I feel healthier/better & sweetie, honest engine - I am happy - my soul & spirit are happy.
Your friend,
LENORE
Eating better, making healthier & more consistant choices, was something I needed to learn & adapt - as was EXERCISING. I had food issues, stemming fr childhood. I did't eat to live - I LIVED TO EAT. I was out of shape & overweight - I just couldn't see it.
I had spent 2+ yrs recovering fr anxiety disorder - home & not working for the 1st time in my life. I did recover. The process came @ a price for me - I was diagnosed w/ MAJOR DEPESSION for the 1st time in my life in MARCH 2007. Ironically, I had graduated fr therapy - hadn't been there for 2mths - when I went back. It was termed circumstantial depression, a result of the past 2 1/2 yrs & all it entailed for me.
My depression attempted to totally deplete me of my: energy + will + character + strength + desire + love of all things - replacing it w/ a morbid & false existence. I had physical pains, as well as emotional. These "pains" made every day mundane things seem beyond reach. I had every single reason(cause I wasn't working) to allow it to envelop me = lay in bed all day OR lay on the couch all day OR not shower/bathe OR not get dressed - remember I had the opportunity NOT TO cause I wasn't working.
I required a med for my depression - but I insisted that we strictly address the WHYS behind it. 2 of my WHYS were my food issues & my weight. Over-eating is a symptom of something else - that something else - so I addressed the hard stuff in therapy(underlying issues). On my own, I realized there was a direct connetion b/w my eating habits(lots of all the wrong foods in serious excess) & lack of ANY EXERCISE @ ALL. I had just spent 2 1/2 HELLISH years recovering fr anxiety disorder - to then get diagnosed w/ major depression - I thought it was some sick joke. The thing was just that - I worked TOO DARN HARD to wallow & dwell - I worked too hard to get myself to a place where I could face myself - admit what I was thinking & feeling. I simply CHOSE not to wallow & carry on the fight.
As mentioned, I was diagnosed w/ depression in MARCH 2007. As part of my taking action against it, I joined WEIGHT WATCHERS in JUNE 2007 - 3 mths afterwards. Making the "lifestyle" change is not easy(exercising & eating healthier, making better choices). My having to do it w/ depression WAS a sick joke - hell. My recovery fr depression, in part, dictated that inspite of all that depression was making me feel, <span class="ev_code_RED">I HAD TO DO IT ANYWAY.</span>The emotional & physical pains of my depression felt like I had an eternal CHAIN OF HEAVY METAL CHAINS on me that made it almost impossible to walk + dress, etc. Simultaneously, w/ the chains depression awarded me, there was this imaginary forcefield that you hit every time you tried to fight it/take action/forge ahead - it always tried to stop me dead in my tracks, severely inhibiting my ability to move/move forward/move at all. There ain't a depression med in the world that is gonna take away all that depression will make you feel. I simply had to find a way to do it anyway.
When I joined W.W.'s, I weighed in @ 211+ LBS = SIZE 22. I am only 5'3 1/2. There weight guidelines are strictly guided by the medical association of USA(whatever that is - they just don't make it up). Based on my age + height, I as given my guidelines as to what I should weigh. It was b/w 117-140 lbs. Well, I knew fr the get go, I ain't no teenager to be weighing anything below 130 - I don't have the lifestyle. I 1st went to my reg dr & got a checkup - he felt 140 was my ideal weight, based on me now - the woman I am & lifestyle I had. I notified W.W. & that became my GOAL WEIGHT. Do you realize that was almost 71lbs away fr where I was at?
Sure, I was overwhelmed initially. I just spent 2 1/2 yrs working my tail off to recover fr anxiety disorder - Now to have depression & all that it WAS making me feel. I didn't think I had it in me - the emotional & physical ability to see this through. God be my witness, w/o any exageration @ all, <span class="ev_code_RED">depression fought me every single step & day of this lifestyle change.</span> But, I wanted to FEEL BETTER & knew instinctively that in order to pull myself out of depression, I had to do it anyway.
LOL, over my kitchen sink(honest) 1 morning during the beginning, I had a talk w/ myself - cause I saw I was exhausted & beaten dwn. "lenore, we know we need to do this. We can't run away fr it anymore. So, lets not overwhelm ourselves - the only promise I make us is WE'LL TAKE IT 1 DAY @ A TIME. 1 day @ a time, I choose to make healthier choices w/what I eat, ONE MEAL @ A TIME. 1 day a time - I will become better informed on nutrition so this lifestyle change is both ahealthy 1 & something we will keep up w/. 1day @ a time Lenore, we will get moving - a little something, anything - as long as we do what we can". I knew I needed to do this, I just didn't want to overwhelm myself.
I was embarrassed about my size & weight - heck the TENT SIZE CLOTHING I WORE IN ATTEMPTS TO CAMOFLAGE THE WEIGHT I DENIED HAVING - was a sign of that. I didn't feel good(physically & emotionally) - I was only 37 - almost 38, feeling like 60. I didn't like how I looked - I didn't feel attractive or sexy - my given right as a woman. I let myself go. If my weight was sure effecting me, it was also effecting my marriage & relationship w/ my husband. I HAD ALL THE RIGHT REASONS TO STOP COMING UP W/ EXCUSES & FINALLY DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
I attended meetings at W.W. every sat morning. In addition, everyday, I moved - got my tushy off the couch & got to stepping. Now initially, it was 10 or 15 min walk. I built up, worked around for 1 hr - started using the treadmill at home -slow speed high incline(for intensity & a very nice tushy firming thingy - cause mine was sweeping the floor). Eventually I joined a gym. I learned nutrition to a degree, made better choices - so that moderation was not a foreign concept & I got myself moving: at home, around the neighborhood, at the gym, at the park, at a carnival, at the mall - you name it, cause there is variety out there. I didn't think about it, I just did it. As I previously said, doing this w/ depression was like going 12 round w/ Mike tyson(emotionally & physically) at his prime. I ached &cried & lord I prayed so hard - begging the lord , our God TO BE MY STRENTH.
Was it easy? Did I sweat? Did my fat legs rub together - sweetheart I put a hole in the inner legs of my pants. Did I hurt - hurt ain't the word, lol. If I wanted to feel better - I HAD TO CLAIM IT - I had to sweat every single darn day - even when I couldn't - often at times, on my treadmill here at home, w/ tears rolling dwn myface cause I was hurting so bad - Every day I thought I couldn't do it - yet W/ God by myside, I did it still.
14 months after joining W.W., eating better than I ever did - making healthier choice more consistantly so I could have MODERATION in my life & consistantly exercising/moving my tushy off the couch - I HAVE LOST 69lbs.I am a little over 1 lb fr GOAL - that is way SWEET. I have gone fr size 22 to a size 4. My physical at the dr's show I am the healthiest I've ever been in my life. Most importantly, my depression is losing its battle w/ me -I am now dwn to the lowest dosage - I am on my way to getting myself off of the depression me & knowing in my gut - I fought a hard battle against depression + food issues + weight - I WON!
My motivation was me pulling myself out of depression & feeling better. There was no room for wallowing/dwelling/self pity/playing the victim - those are all powers of depression. I feel healthier/better & sweetie, honest engine - I am happy - my soul & spirit are happy.
Your friend,
LENORE
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Working out can be frustrating, but look at your progress! It might help to try and change your perception of exercising. I used to hate it! All i did was take classes...step classes, boxing, etc. Then I realized I didn't like them. So I picked something I found challenging (running) and set a goal (5k, 10k, etc) and worked at it. I try to use my perfectionism and type-a personality for something good! I use them to reach my running goals. Also, when I really am tired and don't feel like running I look at it like a relaxing thing. i run slower and listen to soft music and relax into the run.
Try to look at exercise in a different way... your sweating is invigorating, after a workout session know you've done something wonderful for your mind and body! Set little goals and experiment w/ differnt workouts until you find what you enjoy... GL
Try to look at exercise in a different way... your sweating is invigorating, after a workout session know you've done something wonderful for your mind and body! Set little goals and experiment w/ differnt workouts until you find what you enjoy... GL
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I really appreciate all the comments from everybody. I haven't heard anything that I didn't know already but sometimes you just need to hear it again...and again....and again 
until you get it. I have decided to change the time that I work out. I had wanted to work out once in the morning and once in the afternoon...kind of split it up a bit. But I have realized that working out in the morning just isnt going to work for me. I think that's why I got frustrated with it all yesterday. I was too tired in the morning and pushed myself too hard. I did work out again a little bit yesterday afternoon...and it felt much better than when I did it in the morning. I stepped on the scale this morning and I have lost 2 lbs since yesterday...so that makes my total 9 lbs. That's also really assuring. I have a tendancy to have an all or nothing attitude...if it doesn't work one day then I don't want to do it. I'm working really hard on that attitude as well. Again, thank you for all of your comments....they all have helped tremendously!!
until you get it. I have decided to change the time that I work out. I had wanted to work out once in the morning and once in the afternoon...kind of split it up a bit. But I have realized that working out in the morning just isnt going to work for me. I think that's why I got frustrated with it all yesterday. I was too tired in the morning and pushed myself too hard. I did work out again a little bit yesterday afternoon...and it felt much better than when I did it in the morning. I stepped on the scale this morning and I have lost 2 lbs since yesterday...so that makes my total 9 lbs. That's also really assuring. I have a tendancy to have an all or nothing attitude...if it doesn't work one day then I don't want to do it. I'm working really hard on that attitude as well. Again, thank you for all of your comments....they all have helped tremendously!!