The good news is that I have gone to the gym a few times since then. The bad news is that it has only been mildly successful. The good news is that I've been much more conscious of what I'm putting in my body. The bad news is that I'm still putting fried food and lots (and lots and lots) of alcohol in it.
Less Zeb, more Fat K-Fed. Up next, Project Z-FeedMe?So what am I to do? Should I give that up my life to have a better body? And once I have the better body, what am I going to do with it? I want it so I can lead an even more amazing life! To make things easier, here is a short list of the reasons Zeb isn't working so hot three weeks in.
I Can't Commit to Zeb Because...
A List
A List
The Problem: ...I don't have enough time.
The Story: As I've mentioned a few hundred times on this blog, I lead a pretty amazing life. I have something to do most nights after work, whether it's a party, a date, drinks with friends, or just good old fashioned hanging out. (I know, poor me.) How does working out fit into this schedule? It doesn't. I usually go once on the weekends and there's time during the week once or twice, but, for the most part, I'm always out living.
The Solution: Make the gym a plan and meet friends later. Or, be willing to miss out on random unplanned fun nights.
Rating: 2/5
The Problem: ...I live uptown.
The Story: I live uptown and I work downtown, and with my strange work schedule (10-6:30), I usually don't get home until 7:15 or so. Taking into account the amount of time it takes me to unload, sit for a minute (get up, fatty!), grab something to eat and walk to the gym, I'm usually there between 7:45 and 8:15. Factor in an hour of working out, then cleaning up, and that puts me going back out or just getting home well after 9:30 p.m. This sucks.
The Solution: Go to the gym in the morning before work. Or, eat before leaving work and take a gym bag to a) use a closer gym or b) go directly from the train to the gym instead of wasting time.
Rating: 3.5/5
The Problem: ...My friends and I are generally unhealthy.
The Story: Being from the South, I like my fried foods and I like a lot of them. There's nothing better. I eat a salad for lunch every day, but for dinner I usually partake in disgusting, greasy foods like diner chicken fingers, buffalo wings, beer, pasta, assorted dips, nachos, barbecue, etc. I know it's bad, but... I can't stop. And since my friends and I are all obsessed with eating this way, it makes it especially difficult to step away from the damn cheese fries.
The Solution: Just stop. Seriously, stop. There are better options, or pass and eat at home. Alcohol is one thing, but chill out on the fried, greasy bar food.
Rating: 4.5/5
The Problem: ...I hate going to sleep but I love sleeping.
The Story: I've always been a night owl. I hate getting in bed and trying to fall asleep, so I normally stay up and watch videos online or chat or read or blog or whatever until about 2, when it becomes easy for me to fall asleep. Come morning, though, I hate waking up. So I hate going to bed and I hate waking up, making getting up and going to the gym at 7 a.m. really, really difficult. And I hate breakfast, so morning workouts always suck.
The Solution: Get over it. Go to bed around midnight and get up around 7 a few days a week and go to the gym. If I'm home by 8:30, it's still half an hour before I usually get up.
Rating: 4/5
The Problem: ...I don't like doing things I don't like to do.
The Story: This one is self-explanatory, but it's so, so true. When I'm actually at the gym (at least most of the time), I don't mind it. Sometimes I even like it. But when I'm at home, sitting in my workout clothes and knowing I should get up and walk over there, I dread it. I get anxious, I get tired, I start rationalizing myself out of it. I'm young, I say, I have plenty of time to get sexy! And even when I'm there, sometimes I'm just not feeling it.
The Solution: Get over it, part two. A rare few actually love going to the gym, and those people look like huge steroid freaks. Normal people get up and go just because they know they need to. And I should be taking advantage of my youth and how easy it should be to get in shape at my age. So shut up, get up, go.
Rating: 5/5
My main problems, listed. In a stupid, whiny forum. Funny, writing this just made me feel that much worse about it. Zeb, I promise, I'm not giving up on you. I believe in you. Oh, and in case you're wondering, the disgraceful total number of times I've to the gym over the last three weeks? Four. Ugh.
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