I plan to exercise every day. I made that a New Year’s resolution. But it’s been rough going. First, the cold got to me. Then I fell down the stairs. Then it was just hard getting back to the routine. I’m still not in the habit of exercising every day, but I think about it every day. I think every day about when I will fit it in. Now that it’s daylight savings, it’s going to be easier. I prefer to go after dinner since I can’t seem to wake myself up earlier in the morning. I was doing really well last week, walking or doing other exercise and though I skipped Monday and Tuesday, I still feel like I’m in some kind of routine.
Madeline commented on one of my many posts lamenting my poor habit that she considers herself a runner even if she goes for weeks without running. That was the best thing anyone could have said. I still consider myself exercising even if I go a few days without. Of course, she ran a marathon. I’ll be happy if I just quit panting when I go up the stairs.
Still, I’m beginning to feel that exercise is mostly a state of mind.