Don't Talk About It... Walk About It.

(You ever met someone who starts working out for a few days and all of sudden they think they are the "be-all and end-all" of fitness? Well, let me introduce myself.  I started my "attack of the back fat" on Saturday and just think I'm too fancy, huh?)

I have thought about committing myself to working out and releasing my inner Beyonce' for a while now.  Every now and then I would go really hard (if you call Zumba really hard) and keep it up for a few weeks to a month. One Reese's Peanut Butter Cup and I'm back to asking myself, "what's wrong with being a little thick in the waist but pretty in the face?"  I finally figured out why I can't maintain the gumption it takes to keep my butt moving; I was trying to do every type of exercise and expect to wake up the next day being able to to wear a thoia thoing bikini.

I wanted to be Jillian Michaels, Billy Blanks and Flo Jo all in one.  Guess what? That ish don't work. You have to find the one program that works for you and stick with it. For myself, that would be anything that doesn't require me to lay down, bend over, jump, lunge, squat....etc. So that leaves me with the one thing I know I can do, walk.

While googling "How to lose weight by walking and still be able to eat Popeye's chicken," I found this nice little article on Frugivoremag.com that just confirmed what I knew all along; walking is the bomb, dawg. It doesn't require anything but some good shoes and a music device of choice filled with Lil' Wayne, Lil' Boosie and Lil' Jon to keep you moving. (ok, pick your own songs if you must).

Get your 30 minutes in, and trust me, you will feel a helluva lot better than if you chose not to.

Listen to Ms. Ce Ce Peniston. She'll tell you what to do.