No, not the kind of person! Those little weight thingies! You grab one in each hand and do all sorts of movements with them.
Lifting weights - general - burns 6 calories per minute
Lifting weights - vigorous - burns 11 calories per minute
Don't have hand weights? I got little 3-pound weights at Wally World (Wal-Mart) for less than $5 each. You could also try a thrift store or garage sale because people give up on diets all of the time. And we sure know that, don't we?
Next time you empty a half-gallon jug of milk, clean it out and fill it with water or sand. Then use those as your weights. Cost you nothing extra because you were already gonna drink the milk!
Er, it was low-fat, right?
Now... next time you're angry or sad or frustrated or crabby/grumpy, grab up your weights and walk around your house with a purpose. Pump those arms. Stroll quickly through your living room and into your kitchen. Turn on your heel and go back. Go through as many rooms as you can, pumping your arms and getting your blood going. Start with 5 minutes and work your way up to a number that YOU choose.
Do it to music too! It's real fun to get the whole family involved.
Edited 9:43 a.m.:
Side Note: My last two nights of binges (peanut butter and chocolate chips) have stopped the weight loss. That prompted a depression. My ears are still plugged, eyes itchy, throat hurts, sprained arm hurts, and just lethargic. Just wanna go to sleep, but I have so much to do today. Need to put shingles on a dog house to get it ready for the goats this winter. Need to set up grow lights for the tomatoes we brought in last night (and also get rid of the wasp that came in with them). Need to pay bills (with what?!?!). Gotta help my Kid with schoolwork. Should do some writing. Should exercycle. Should do laundry. Should unpack boxes from our move last March coz it's driving me nutso (I can't find anything!).
Have no clue if any of this will get done today. It's hard.... re-finding a lost mojo.
Don't mean to be a downer. Sorry.
Yet another delay - I honestly started back on my writing, while preparing to get the house ready to sell and monitoring my son's epilepsy ... then it happened. Another lump ...