I Don't Always Workout...

I saw this on the interweb and it made me laugh. Partially because I know people like this, but mostly because I could easily be that person. 

I know so many people who actually do work out on a regular basis and have earned the right to post and brag a little. I have cousins and friends who run, on purpose. 5km, 10km, half-marathons, full marathons, triathlons. Some who ride bikes for 50-100km (or more) every day. When they post on Facebook, by golly they've earned it. Me? Umm... "I did 5 minutes of Kettlebells this morning and I'm exhausted." To me, that just seems like one of those "fishing" posts where someone puts up a self-depreciating status so everyone they know can chip in and tell them how wonderful they are.

So, every time I get the urge to let the Facebook community know that I did 4 pull-ups before crying like a little girl, I picture my post showing up right after someone who deserves to post. 

Friend: "Whew, just got in from riding my bike from Magrath to Taber and back. I'm a little tired, but I'll be better after breakfast."

Me: "Eight reps and I can barely move my arms..."

This is why I'll never be on the motivational speaking circuit. So as a favor to everyone, I'll spare you the details and disturbing mental images of my occasional brushes with fitness. It turns out, walking through the exercise room doesn't count as regular physical activity.