I hate exercise. Maybe I just haven't found the right one, but I am pretty sure I hate it all. I am now realizing the farther down the road I get from my revision date the more I want to eat. This is normal, I am told. However, that means additional calories. I used to be able to get by on 1000 calories pretty easily. Now I am lucky to get by on 1200. On the weekends it is probably more like 1400. This means, to continue to lose weight I need to make up the difference.
My doctor has always told me that fitness is a vital part of success post op. He said that it is especially important the further out your are. He said he has never seen someone be successful long term without being active regularly. I hear this, and I ignore it.
I know I need to start moving. I have committed to working out 4 days a week every week. I have done it 2 days this week. I hate it. I want to cry. I want to punch people. It is not fun. This is my starting point and I committing.
When I was in my really successful losing faze with my Lap Band I was exercising almost everyday. I did it for months. I never skipped. I hated it then but it was just part of my life. I guess I need to get to that point again.