I've been feeling rather guilty lately about my lack of exercise. I joined the local YMCA earlier this summer in hopes that spending money on a membership would encourage me to go, if for no other reason than to not waste money. Well it did, for a couple weeks, but sadly I don't remember the last time I went. I even have an elliptical machine in my basement but haven't gotten around to using it lately either.
Last night I played tennis with Todd on our Nintento wii and now my arm is sore, how pathetic is that? Oh, we bowled a little too, and I broke my own record with a 217! I wish I could bowl that good for real.
While people are quick and not shy about mentioning how big my stomach has gotten, they usually leave it at that. Well leave it to my sister Francie to point out that not only is my stomach growing, but so is my behind. She then of course tried to cover her spoken before thought about comment by saying it was the jeans, but it didn't work. That's okay, I'm not mad, it was actually just the kick in the pants I needed to get me back to the gym.
So back to the gym I'm going. Starting tomorrow. Tomorrow has always been the official day to start a diet or exercise plan for me. Hopefully it only takes one tomorrow!