Insulin

My dad has diabetes. Type 2. Because he is fat. This week he was told he now needs to take insulin. He doesn’t want to exercise and still thinks he doesn’t eat wrong. He is not eating the wrong things, just too much. The news was enough incentive for me to get up at the ungodly hour of 5:21 am (if you know me then you know about my alarm clock paranoia and are laughing now!) this morning to exercise. I thought I should bust out the exercise set my husband gave me for Christmas 2009 – you know…..before this Christmas arrives.

I really enjoyed this kickboxing video. There are several workouts on this one DVD and each is 10 minutes. They are not difficult, though I did have moments of spasticness (is that a word?!) this morning, but I think that was just because I was still half asleep. I did the first 2 workouts on the video today (yeah-yeah – 20 minutes isn’t that much, but in my shape, you’ve got to start light!). You can also customize your workout on the DVD by selecting which individual 10 minute sessions you want to do and in what order. I also liked the instructor. Unlike every other exercise instructor I’ve ever had, I didn’t want to feed her a donut. Don’t get me wrong, she has a banging body, but not that too skinny, I exercise 5 hours a day look. She was motivating. Not too perky, not too militant and not too snarky like my Wii Fit. I’m going to get up and exercise with this video. I want to show my dad that it can be done and that it doesn’t take much effort. I want him to lose weight with me and I want him to stop needing so many pills and insulin to treat a disease that he doesn’t need to have in the first place.

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My Brisk Morning Jog

If you know anything about me or have read any of my dieting posts, you know that I am not a big fan of exercise – at least not the kind that you actually go out to do with full intentions.  I’m more of a sneaky exercise kind of girl…you know, the oh crap I had to park at the end of the mall parking lot because it is friggin Christmas insanity, but ooh look, I just got some exercise kind.  Well, this morning, I got some sneaky exercise in.  Last night, CheezWaster wore his footie pajamas (oh how we love footies!) and didn’t want to change out of them this morning before going to Oma & Opa’s house.  So, I took him over in his footies and put his shoes in my work bag (big mistake).  Of course, I forgot to take them out of my bag.  Then, Opa had to rush me up to the bus to make his dentist appt.  Thankfully, Oma realized that the shoes were missing just as I was about to get on the bus for work.  Since the kids were not ready to go out, I told her I would come home and drop off the shoes.  So, I started running – because I was already later than usual.  Now granted, my parents only live 3 blocks from the bus stop, but:

  1. I’m in my work clothes and work shoes – not exactly fit for running
  2. I have a backpack full of crap.
  3. It is 21 friggin degrees outside (which I love by the way, but not when my hood keeps flying off and my ears feel so cold it’s like there is a blowtorch on them)
  4. I don’t think I’ve run this much since about 7th grade (right before they told me I had a bum knee and couldn’t run in gym class anymore)

While I was shocked that I didn’t feel like I was going to die when I got to the house, I was more shocked at how awake and alive I felt.  Now I feel empowered and I think this might be the start of a beautiful exercise friendship – at least in the winter – I hate sweating even more than exercise!

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