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Sunday, December 17. 2017
With help from friends and readers. Let's face it: people will avoid hard things unless they work up some self-discipline.
Please feel free to add more loser excuses in the Comments
It's too early
It's too late
I have too much to do
I'm right in the middle of something
I'm having trouble getting going today
I just ate
I'm too hungry
I think I have a cold coming on
I feel too tired today
I have errands to do
I'll start in the New Year (Right! Meaning in 2019)
I need to lose some weight first (Right! Meaning never)
I have a morning appointment (right - probably "early" - like 8 o'clock, by which time most people have exercised, showered, dressed, checked their emails, and are at work or on the way to it)
I might just go for a nice walk instead
I'll get to it later (of course you will)
I had a hard day yesterday
My stomach doesn't feel right
I hate the gym (It's a playground for adults seeking health and vigor. What's to dislike about that?)
It's (snowing, raining, too windy)
It's too cold out
It's too hot out
I deserve some rest time
I feel a twinge in my (foot, leg, knee, hip, back, shoulder, etc)
I didn't sleep well last night
I'm too distracted/upset about (whatever)
I know I ought to...
I'm just a lazy low-energy SOB by nature, and that's not my fault.
Finding excuses for everything in life is just my nature - and my nature is not my fault.
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Busy with the kids.
Visiting family for holidays.
Too busy eating food and drinking beer.
Why Sam, why, did you deliver up such an irresistible straight line?
OK, OK, this is the year I'll compile all those and more onto the proverbial Excuse Shirt. The one I always plan on making to cajole my students into participating in our spring 5K scholarship run. Runners have their own performance excuses, like
I started out too fast.
I started out too slow.
I didn't warm up (enough).
I wasn't hydrated.
I was over-hydrated.
My shoes were too old and worn.
My shoes were too new and not broken in.
I had a blister.
...and my favorite
I was too hung over.
Nothin' Man by R.L. Burnside, a song that's all excuses.
If I work they'll just garnish my wages.
I'm over-qualified for that job.
I'm too good, they would be afraid to hire me.
I'm worth more than $x.xx/hr.
That's not in my job description.
My union says I don't have to do that.
I don't wear seat belts so I'll be thrown clear in a crash.
I'm a better driver drunk than sober.
It's safer to drive fast because you're on the road less time.
Here's a nice Want ad for just your line of work.
- how much do they pay
Says "salary commensurate with abilities"
- I can't live on THAT
I'm not too sure about the "I'm right in the middle of something" being called an excuse. A woman once called and asked if I'd come right over and perform a chore for her and hinted I had nothing better to do. I told her that I was about to replace a capacitor in a PC monitor. She then said "You're always about to do something, why don't you just quit procrastinating and do it". I then explained that I had the monitor taken apart, the soldering iron hot and was ready to replace the cap in circuit, which would have been done had I not answered the phone and listened to her insults, trying to cajole me into doing her work for her.
Some people aren't offering excuses for not exercising. Some people simply and genuinely do not want to exercise because they have other hobbies.
I do exercise, but getting motivated to do is a kinda weird First World Problem. If someone time traveled from 100 years ago, they'd think I was insane for lifting heavy weights over and over and them putting them back where I found them. Or running/biking/walking. Same thing. Might wonder what dangerous situation we're trying to escape. And that crossfit stuff - those guys would surely have been committed to the insane asylum in the old days.
True. And few hobbies are more arduous, relatively boring, and with such relatively slow rewards.
Only the very best among us have the sheer courage and character to endlessly subject everybody else to their obsessions.
There but for the grace of G-d go they, the zealots and the evangelists and the neo-experts.
That is cruel.
We have lots of fitness people as readers.
We also have many other obsessions...aka hobbies
"It's to cold out" is an acceptable excuse anytime. Period....................
All those reasons are why I pay a personal trainer. Not wanting to waste money is my best motivator.
Go look up "cruelty", BD. Like hate, it's a strong word. Also, if you feel inclined, go look up zero-comment posts by your person on the favorite new subject of yourself. I count more than a few, so there goes the appeal to market demand; the purported masses of acolytes hanging on every word.
It's even an especially strong word for one as evidently diminished as I. Of whom above your prescience graciously acknowledged, and I quote: "I'm just a lazy low-energy SOB by nature, and that's not my fault" who, as it turns out can't rise by "8 o'clock, by which time most people have exercised, showered, dressed, checked their emails, and are at work or on the way to it".
Too tired to work out because of sawing wood, digging post holes, fixing fence, tossing hay bales and scooping corn.
Also . . . I don't know of a gym within 50 miles of home.
So am I off the hook?
I'm having eye trouble. I just can't see going in to work today.
No, I didn't. Honest... I ran out of gas. I... I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts! IT WASN'T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!
All of the workout posts have gone from being informative to becoming sanctimonious.