The Exorcist scared the crap out of me although I really liked Tubular Bells.
Today, I am beginning a week-long program to exorcise toxins and fat. The last time I did this I lost 15 pounds. I can't think of a better way to get fired up about getting back on my exercise bus. When I was going to Boot Camp religiously, I lost 24 pounds in 8 weeks. And, I went from barely being able to run a sixteenth of a mile during a session to running 3.5 miles per class. I felt great about my accomplishments but I let the holidays get in the way. Can't go tonight -- have to go buy food for Thanksgiving dinner. Of course, Thanksgiving week was a bust. Then it was Christmas parties. Then the first of the year.
I decided that I would rather work out indoors than outside. So I joined Peabody Athletic Club. It seemed to be less populated than the Downtown "Y", and the likelihood of being approached by someone in the wet area was pretty much negated. So I worked out there for two months. When parking became a hassle I quit that and went back to Boot Camp for a month.
That was right before my 25-year high school reunion. I looked and felt great. But, two years later, I'm back up to 185. My eating habits (read: portion control and meal times) have fallen by the wayside. I still eat well, choosing to cook fresh things for myself, avoiding fast or processed food.