My hands are shaking. My palms are moist. I'm seriously supressing the urge to shriek out in terror. I'm soooo nervous. I'm about to embark on a journey I've been avoiding since before I got married....I'M HEADED TO THE GYM....
AAAAAAHHHHHH (imagine a blood curdling Hitchcock scream)
Yes... it's true... I haven't worked out since before I was married. I guess I'm one of those stereotypical gals that quit trying once she got her man and decides to start trying again a couple weeks before her 10 year reunion as if 1 or 2 visits (lets be honest I probably won't make it more than that!) will erase 10 years of neglect...
(let me breathe for a minute that was a long sentence).
Okay, that was an overstatement. I do try to look good for my man. I've just let lugging around my sumo babies and walking out to the mailbox constitute working out for me for a while. I've been basically barefoot and pregnant or nursing since 3 months after I got married (wow, now I'm really stereotypical). Now I'm out of excuses.
I don't know what to expect. I can't walk up the stairs from my basement without taking a rest break. What happens if I go too slow on the treadmill and it eats me? You have to sign a waiver when you join the gym they they can't be held responsible in the event of injury and/or death. WHAT THE...?! Seriously, is that a possibility? DEATH?! They need to be more specific and let me know what I'm facing. Death by treadmill consumption. Death by 500 lb weight being hurled at my head by Goliath? What are we facing here?
Exactly why I've been avoiding the gym..
Erin... how did I let you talk me into this...?
8 comments:
If you haven't worked out for ten years you suck! I look at pictures of you and wish I could look like you. You are so skinny and so stinkin' cute.
Here's my confession:
I had been searching for a lost finger puppet for months. We went on vacation two weeks ago and when I pulled out my running shoes, while in Idaho, that missing finger puppet rolled on the floor. I guess I haven't stepped foot on the treadmill since morning sickness kicked in. I'm feeling pretty good now, so what's my excuse?
Pregnancy.
That's always a relevant excuse in my book.
I love it and good luck with the gym. I agree hauling sumo babies, not that yours are and walking out to the mailbox should be exercise enough!
You were up awfully early this morning!!! Right there I must say you are crazy. If I get around to trying to exercise, it is around 9:00, plop the kids in front of the tv and they won't bother me.
HA HA HA! You sucker! We are going to have buns of steal you mark my words....well maybe!
Hooray! Good for you! I am so proud. There is also a small part of me that wants to beat you with a stick for being able to go ten years without working out and look awesome like you do. So not coo, woman! :)
Yeah....
(to Erin)
...not if I keep eating icecream for lunch like I just did... what?
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