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Last week I talked about the need to be accountable to actual people in regards to developing a workable exercise/diet program. Well, over the weekend I also spoke about it with my friend (and student) Theresa, who isn't on LJ, and mentioned that I'd set up a small group of people to whom I posted my results. I'd told her on Monday that I planned to work out yesterday.

So she called me up last night, just to check and see if I'd done it. I LOVE that I have friends who will check and make sure about stuff like that. As it happens, I HAD done a workout. I didn't want to, I was stressed and tired. But I did it anyway, because I'd told people I would.

And funnily enough, I felt better -- and possibly slept better -- because of it.

"Bother" said Pooh...

Well, I was feeling like doing some moving this evening, so I pulled out one of my bellydance/fitness tapes, figuring I'd do as much of it as I could...since I've just started working my way back into fitness. I managed about 7 1/2 minutes of the stretching/warm up before my back started to complain mightily.

Now the back pain isn't from the exercise...it's a holdover from when I hurt myself on my trip. But it's affecting my desire to keep on a really quite reasonable fitness plan.

This is officially the last straw. Tomorrow I call my chiropractor and try to get in for an appointment. There is no reason for me to continue to be in pain. And I really don't like that I was SO stiff while trying to bellydance that I looked like a marionette from Hell manipulated by a puppeteer on acid while trying to do some of the moves.

Now, I'd already done my walking workout this morning, and I took a short-ish, brisk-ish walk around the yard at work instead of vegging out at the desk on my break. So I did get some exercise in today.

I'm going to lay out my clothes for tomorrow and climb into bed with a book and an ice pack.