Dedication, or Obsession

I've only missed one day on my Wii since Christmas Day. One day since December 25th. I'd gone 17 weeks before I missed the one day. And that was the day I returned home from my cousin's funeral in Texas. I just got home too late and too tired to even turn it on and log the time I did work out that morning.

Now, to clarify, some days I've done nothing more than weigh and the two balance games that I start every day with so let's don't be too impressed.

Some days I feel like that guy in the old Dunkin' Donuts commercial - half asleep, trudging to work, mumbling "gotta make the donuts".

But I've found that it does start my day off right. And the longer I can work out the better. That point has been driven home lately.

In the post-busy season slump, and contented in the fact that I had reached my goal, I stopped doing as much cardio, sleeping an extra 30 minutes instead of stepping, and just doing the balance games and not pushing myself. As a result, a few pounds have crept back on - even crossed back over that magic normal/overweight line twice in the last couple of weeks - and I don't have the energy that I did when I was getting up at 4:30 every morning.

Lesson learned.

It is important to have a routine and a schedule. For me, exercise is the real key to both losing my weight and keeping it off. There has to be balance - you can exercise too much and that's not good either - but balance is important in everything.

Balanced meals, balanced lives.

So, while some people might do the math and say missing 1 day out of the last 135 is an obsession, I say it is dedication.

Dedication to myself. Dedication to a better me. Can't think of a better obsession.