Two workout questions that really plaque me....
1. If I am wearing "yoga pants" but I am just sitting around watching "Friends" reruns, drinking wine and eating chips - is it still considered yoga? Or are they then just pants?
2. Why on God's green earth do they ALWAYS build a gym next to a pizzeria? I swear this is the case for more than one gym location in my town! It's either a gym and pizzeria or a weight loss center and pizzeria. What?! Why?! That is just fucking cruel. Well... for those people who go to workout or weigh in. I sit there eating my slice and watch the motivated people go into their health mecca and I most often think - "maybe I'll join that gym tomorrow" or "I could totally be on a diet if I had someone monitoring my weight and stuff". I finish my pizza and leave vowing to park closer to the health stop and avoid the Italian indulgence the next time I am in the area. And then a few days later, I am back at the pizza joint, sitting near the window again, not dressed for a workout at all. I watch people in athletic gear walking towards good health and I start thinking about going to a gym or doing a weight loss program, again. Oh, this vicious cycle is as round as the pizza pie before me.
1. If I am wearing "yoga pants" but I am just sitting around watching "Friends" reruns, drinking wine and eating chips - is it still considered yoga? Or are they then just pants?
2. Why on God's green earth do they ALWAYS build a gym next to a pizzeria? I swear this is the case for more than one gym location in my town! It's either a gym and pizzeria or a weight loss center and pizzeria. What?! Why?! That is just fucking cruel. Well... for those people who go to workout or weigh in. I sit there eating my slice and watch the motivated people go into their health mecca and I most often think - "maybe I'll join that gym tomorrow" or "I could totally be on a diet if I had someone monitoring my weight and stuff". I finish my pizza and leave vowing to park closer to the health stop and avoid the Italian indulgence the next time I am in the area. And then a few days later, I am back at the pizza joint, sitting near the window again, not dressed for a workout at all. I watch people in athletic gear walking towards good health and I start thinking about going to a gym or doing a weight loss program, again. Oh, this vicious cycle is as round as the pizza pie before me.