By ELISSA RATLIFF
Exercise.
It’s something I know I need to do, but sometimes there are just so many other things happening that it slips my mind.
I haven’t caught up on Game of Thrones… My friend wants to go shopping with me… I really need to do my washing…. or maybe I should call my Grandma too?
There always seems to be a reason not the put on my running shoes and go somewhere.
Just as an FYI, you should know that this post is sponsored by Blackmores. But all opinions expressed by the author are 100% authentic and written in their own words.
Procrastinating exercise? It get’s me every single time.
Last year I moved to Sydney for university, and found myself living in a shoebox studio apartment in the city. I’m not usually one to complain about space (or in this case lack there of) but having come from a farm, it was a little bit of a lifestyle change.
Growing up on a farm, you find yourself keeping active even when you don’t realise it. There are always animals to be fed, fences that needed fixing and bushwalks that need, well walking. I was active, and I wanted to be active outside and doing things.
But when I came to Sydney things shifted.
Everything was new and exciting at the start, the notion of a gym membership was like a novelty to me. I wanted to explore the city, I wanted to walk, find places, sit in parks and read and just be a local. Then I became a local (well I like to think I did).