One and two and three and four

Ick. To say I detest exercise is a pretty accurate statement. I enjoy being active. I love camping, kayaking, dancing...but to actually set out to exercise is a practice suited for those whom actually enjoy sweating and pushing themselves physically. (Like the crazy man I married).
However, as it has always been my Achilles heel, I am forging ahead and duct taping the mouth of the 15 year old inside of me who could easily do an 18 minute mile in school. Going on purposed walks these past five days has been amazing and I have not failed a day yet. Even if it is a simple or "easy" exercise I am doing, anything is better than sitting on the couch. As much as I feel like I am recreating the wheel here, maybe doing so is exactly what I need. Being comfortable has yet to get me the results I desperately want, so maybe its damned time to try something new. Not to say I haven't exercised in the past and had success....but it has never become a long term habit, which is what I am trying to accomplish. The desire to be active can only be achieved by doing so. (Although if they find a way to do so otherwise.....)