Laz’s post about being out of shape amused me, since I have long been a professional at being out of shape. The thing is, I am fairly out of shape, but I’m not as out of shape as I appear.
See, here’s the thing. I turn red and sweat at the drop of a hat. People ask me if I’ve been running after I walk up the stairs, or pass out a large batch of mail.
But I can easily bike several miles without getting seriously winded after I get past the first peak of energy burning. It’s very weird.
I’m not quite sure how to deal with this, especially because I know I look like a fat fuck for breaking into a sweat at the slightest exertion, and I hate that.
I suppose eating right and excercising would be a first step, but I’m looking for fast solutions, not rational ones.
Oh well. I guess I’m just going to have to sweat it out, literally. As long as I’m not having health problems other than sweating, I think I’ll be fine.
Exercise SUCKS! I’m SO freakin’ sore from lifting the last two days. And I’m gonna go right back today. And I’ll hate it again. And I’ll be sore for at least another day or two until I get past the first-week rustiness. And it’ll still be boring and aggravating after that.
BOO, exercise! Boooooooooo, I say! Boo!