Inspiration

When I checked the mail today, our mailbox was stuffed with our magazine subscriptions. I pulled out Glamour and Self and started to mindless flip through them as I walked back from the commons to my room. Once back in my room I completed my monthly ritual. First I rip out the annoying advertisements for a subscription to a magazine that I already get. They go right in the trash. After, I scan the magazines for the monthly workout sections. Guaranteed to help you lose five to ten pounds in two weeks! I then take these pages and tape them up with the other similar articles on the back of my door.

Now I am not naïve enough to believe that doing the magazine’s version of a modified push up is going to help me lose ten pounds fast, but it’s nice to dream isn’t it?

I have actually never even completed a magazine workout. The exercises just don’t strike me as that beneficial that I absolutely have to do them. I would rather go to the gym and do a real work out with my time, then pretend to do one. That’s what is in these magazines, pretend workouts. Well that’s what I believe anyways.

So you must be asking yourself; if I think these workouts are pointless, then why do I post them on my door? Well everybody needs a little inspiration. I see these when I walk out my door and they are a reminder that I should go to the gym. They remind me of my goals and what I want out of my fifteen week project. Little reminders never hurt anybody, they just help me out.