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Wednesday, March 12, 2008


It started yesterday afternoon. Little aches. Little reminders from my body that I am overweight, out of shape, haven't been to the gym since, umm...November! I'd stand up, and my legs would twinge. Reach for a pot, and my neck and shoulders let me know about it.

Last night, I went to bed just knowing that today would be an ouchy kind of day.

I was right.


I swear, even my fingers are telling me about it!

I don't care, though, I am going back this morning, if only to slog along on the treadmill for a while.

If there's a masseuse waiting at my house when I get home, I won't turn her away. I'm just sayin'.


Mamma Schmoo said...

Good for you! I am still in the mindset that says "you are too fat to go to the gym"....how does that make sense?

I do have some workout DVDs that I look at and think "I should do that today" but then the laundry needs to done, the dishes, the cats want to be let out, I need to organize sock drawers....you see the pattern.

Kyddryn said...

I know the feeling - it's why I won't go in the afternoon when all the giggling gaggles of girls are there. In the morning, it's mostly elderly people and mums like me...except they're all much smaller. I keep thinking I'm too fat to go, but then...how the hell else am I supposed to fix that??

I was thinking about going at five in the morning - I bet there's hardly anyone there, then. Of course, that would mean going to bed much earlier than I do, so I could get up at (gulp) four-thirty. Never mind.

I had to do something, though...this extra hundred-and-twenty pounds (give or take)(holy crap, that's the first time I've actually written that down - that's a whole other person, isn't it??) isn't going to lose itself. Bleh.

foolery said...

Good for you -- doing something about it! I used to walk every day at 7:00 a.m., and run sometimes. But that all stopped with this job, for which I leave the house at 8:00. When you live out in the country you can't safely walk in in pre-dawn hours because there are no street lights. Also? PRE-DAWN. 'Nuff said.