I HATE Working Out

No, seriously, I do.

I know people always talk about how much better they feel after a good workout, but I just feel like trash.

And then I’m sore the next day. I’ve been so sore that using the bathroom was hard 🤦🏻‍♀️ thank you, next.

I truly hate working out, but I do it anyway.


Because I don’t want to get the diabetus (yes, I know that’s now how you spell it or pronounce it, but I’m trying to be funny. Please laugh like I am. PLEASE.) and a whole other host of health issues. I don’t want to hit 50 and start having to take blood pressure medicine or insulin, or have regular doctor’s visits. I want to be healthy, so I continue to do what I’ve deemed as torture, and I encourage everyone else to do the same.

Please, pick something you only half way hate. Don’t try to be all, imma run three miles and get up at dawn to go to the gym! Yeah! Most of the time this attitude won’t last because it isn’t something you can keep up. Life has a sneaky way of throwing you off course.

Maybe you only go out and walk your dog, or take a hike with a friend. Get up off the couch and get active and keep your health. It’s only too late when you’re sick.

This has been your Monday dose of BRST (Big Round Squishy Things, I’m trying to make it seem more hip like all the young kids). ✌🏻