Today is the Day...

I will get back to the gym, Amanda. After my coffee and writing this post, I am going upstairs and getting ready. I’ll brush my teeth, put hair in a ponytail, take off yesterdays’ makeup, and get dressed to work out. Then I’ll go hit the treadmill, as I did for about 65 Saturdays and/or Sundays before I got out of the habit about a month ago. And tomorrow after my coffee I’ll do it again. And then, if I come up with five consecutive excuses again—as I did last week (Thursday I had to pick up my surprise at UPS, yesterday I had an early release for snow…yeah, the lamest of them all, especially since it didn’t start snowing until much later in the evening)—I’ll at least have gotten the equivalent of 3 or 4 20-minute workouts in.

I don’t know how I got how I got out of the habit, except to guess that while I began missing occasional workouts this fall I found I was still losing weight, so I justified missing more workouts, and then suddenly it was Christmas time and I was super busy and the entire month of December I didn’t step foot in the gym. Truth be told, November wasn’t a stellar month either. But I know I need to go. However accepting and at peace I am with my overweight body and pleased I am with my ability to dress myself in flattering outfits, the truth is I am 45. And overweight. And I eat red meat. And I am avoiding having blood work done. So my hiatus from the gym ends this morning.

Allrighty then, while I’m fired up, having just finished my own pep talk, I ought to go. Thanks for listening! And thanks again for my fun surprise. I promise to get yours in the mail soon.

Call me later if you feel like it. I’ll be home taking down my tree.

Love you,
Barb

PS Go Seahawks!