The personal blog of author Kelly Sedinger, chronicling the adventures of one overalls-clad wanderer.
The only thing I tried was jogging, and I hated it! Weird, too, because in high school I ran GAA track.Also, I can't say I didn't like Tai Chi (in my 30s), but it was a lot harder than I bargained for! I wouldn't mind taking it again, actually.
I hated Atkins, but loved South Beach. That worked so well that I got this idea in my head that I could always do it again, and now I need to...again.
Back in the 80's we bought a "stair climber" machine. I thought it was something I could do while I was watching TV but it was so noisy I couldn't hear anything so it didn't get used very much. It sat in the living room for a number of years and when we moved we threw it out.
Anything that involves counting calories and measuring food. I just bristle.
What Roger said. Having to count calories turns me into a mean grump. And I don't think it's just because I'm hungry.I also kind of hated in-person aerobics classes. I'm okay with aerobics as a concept, it's just the inane chatter that 85% of the instructors feel the need to keep up makes my skin crawl.
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