You know, for someone who has a blog called “bride junk,” I’ve been horribly remiss about sharing some of the tougher issues I’ve been going through as a bride. I think my fear of sharing some of these issues is the fact that writing them down makes them a little more real, and it makes me feel like eventually I have to figure out & write about a solution to some of this junk, and some of these things may not have a solution.
It’s a little scary.
But as long as I’m sharing my wedding with the virtual world, I feel like I’d be painting a false picture of myself if I didn’t share some of the hardships that I, and no doubt other brides, go through.
There are a three pieces of my junk that I need to write about, and unless I wanted to write the longest post in the history of posts, I’ll take the issues one at a time.
First up, the issue I think has the best chance at getting a solution:
The Junk in my Trunk:
Weight isn’t really an issue I’ve talked about on my blog for obvious embarrassment reasons, but I’m going to throw it out there:
I will be furious with myself if I don’t lose weight for the wedding.
All I think about is seeing pictures of myself after the wedding and just being mad that I didn’t try harder. So what do I do about it? Precisely nothing.
I get so stressed over “what if I try to lose weight and it doesn’t happen?” Failing after I’ve tried at something seems much worse than not trying and pretending like it doesn’t matter, right?
Yeah, backward logic much?
Secondarily, I just don’t wanna.
What? That’s not a valid excuse either? I could tell you all about how I have no time after work, that I’m too exhausted, that I work 18 hour days or something, but let’s get real: We have a treadmill and a bowflex in the basement and I usually have about an hour and a half between dinner and whatever favorite prime-time show is on.
So here is my vow: Get my butt on the treadmill more often. All I have to do is close my laptop, put some workout gear on, and walk downstairs. That’s it! I don’t even have to get in my CAR to get a decent workout in!
Now that my junky trunk is out in the open, I feel slightly more resolve to work out more often. Maybe blogging about it will help. How long will this last? What’s the best motivator to get your butt moving?
Next up on my three-part junk reveal: Sweating the Small (and big) Junk
