Beginning tomorrow at 5:30 AM, I will be doing a boot camp every morning for the next three weeks. I know exercise won't solve everything, but it will make me feel a lot better. Problem is, I hate to exercise. Hate it. I don't know why... I just do. I want to love it. But I don't. Some people turn to compulsive cleaning or exercise to relieve stress, and I turn to baked goods and candy and pasta. WTF? Why can't I be a compulsively in-shape and immaculate housekeeper?

Up until this point, I have just eaten to comfort myself and wished that I liked to exercise. But I realized that if I waited until exercise sounded like fun to begin doing it, I'd find myself 65 and still waiting. I was too hopeless to actually motivate myself enough to join a gym, but a friend of mine is in this boot camp and emailed the trainer for me. It all sort of just happened, and I found myself signed up to begin tomorrow.

This is going to take a lot of self discipline.... to wake up before 5 am and to do whatever Boot Camp entails. (The fact that it's called Boot Camp gives me an idea of what it entails.) I am doing this to feel better physically, but especially mentally.

It begins in less than 12 hours.... yikes.