Slogging away

Currently: kinda squishy

I've fallen a bit further from my 5-day-a-week gym schedule than I would ordinarily care to admit. However, since my laziness seems to have reached nearly epic proportions, I think I am going to have to resort to the star schedule. I used to keep a workout/good deeds/eat bran/etc., calendar with several office mates - the idea being that shame is a much stronger motivating factor than will alone (it so is). In addition, we used a reward system, tracking progress with multicolored star stickers and awarding group treats at designated goal points. The system worked pretty well because we couldn't get treats unless we all completed our goals - voila, "dude, I really want to buy/eat/play with that" guilt.

This time around I think I can go it alone, as long as I am forced to tell the Internet whenever I am lazy. That should be humiliating enough, methinks, even without the stars. So, come one, come all to witness: this week begins my calendar of shame.

(I *think* I've figured out how to share my calendar whilst retaining a modicum of privacy. The "bus" or "busy" that shows up on the calendar marks days that I've logged a workout entry.)