I tend to get into ruts. When I was fat this was bad because my rut consisted of watching TV and eating White Castle burgers on the drive home. The small square burgers seemed designed to fit easily in my right hand while I kept my left hand on the wheel. Now my rut is a healthy one where I come home to run or do Pilates and grill a chicken breast, but it’s still a rut. Maybe I should just call it a “routine” and not a rut. It has more syllables and sounds more PR friendly.
I was thinking about trying a new exercise DVD or something, but there’s part of me that just wants to stay in the rut. After all, what I’m doing seems to be working. Why fix what’s not broken? Such is the force of habits and the comfort of familiarity, keeping us doing what we’ve always been doing.
I was browsing through Netflix, my Internet DVD rental service, and realized they have tons of exercise DVD’s. I’ve always hated that I had to buy an exercise DVD before I’d watched it and could determine if the instructor was going to drive me to exercise or drive me insane. I added some to my queue so I can check them out before purchasing. But part of me thinks I’ll probably just stick to my same old, same old. It’s hard to move out of a rut, as anyone who’s tried to lose weight probably knows. I’m just glad this rut is currently a good one.