I was going to write about Little Gym today but instead Big Momma Gym got in the way. Stay tuned for thoughts on Little Gym, it's a much more pleasant topic. What it really comes down to is I'm tired. Physically tired. Tired of the way my body looks. Tired of making excuses. I don't know why I do this to myself but I won't allow myself to exercise. I enjoy it, it makes me feel good, gives me more energy, keeps me healthy, blah blah blah. But I keep finding excuses ta not to (imagine Tow Mater's voice there).
Well, no more. Seeing that I am a girl of her word, I thought that if I write it down, it will get my butt in gear. I have the perfect time each day to get on the treadmill so I'm going to do it. No more excuses. When I start finding other things to do with my workout time, I will say to myself, "No, you made a commitment to change, so stick with it... for the love of all things not jiggly."
I'm realizing more and more as I do this blog that it is really an outlet for me. So if you were hoping to find the family scoop here, you will... but you'll have to deal with my rants and self-discoveries as well. Lucky you.
I caught a sweet moment at Little Gym today...