Lazy Rule: Can’t Reach It? Don’t Need It

Over the holidays (meaning between November 1st and right this minute), I ate whatever I wanted and exercised exactly two times, unless you count all those biceps curls that came from methodically stuffing calorie-laden appetizers and desserts into my food hole. 

So this week, it should be all about getting back on track with diet and fitness (again). It’s the second day of January, and I’m supposed to be re-focused on my health, jump into a lifestyle of all things healthy and be enthusiastic about eating fresh produce and moving my ass at the gym.

Except I just decided I’ll wait until Monday and make it an even fresher but slightly delayed start, which I realize makes me quite the special snowflake (AKA excuse-y, lazy, etc…), but hey, look at all the f*cks I am not giving about laying on the couch and taking a few more days to continue to be slothful, idle and listless. 

Maybe I’ll watch HGTV, where they can flip a house in two days while I’ll be over here “getting ready to dust” for a week.

PS - If a show comes on the TV today that I don’t want to watch, and I can’t reach the remote, I’m probably going to take a nap instead of getting up,

I’ll leave you with this picture because it captures my mood this morning: A little lazy and a little bitchy.