So, we joined a new fitness facility. I won't call it a gym because it's associated with our local hospital and all dedicated to wellness and such. Which is a good thing because it's been so long since I've been such a facility that I might need medical attention.
I officially became a member January 1, but since I still can't take a full breath of air, I haven't been "able" to go yet. (Translation: I've been too busy and too lazy.)
Tonight we are supposed to go. Cynical even gave me an edict: "I'll be really tired tonight, but make me go."
It's raining. It's nasty and seriously sad outside.
Who is taking bets as to whether we go or not?
PS: I published the photograph of tangerines on our kitchen table to prove that we have more than fudge, Candy Cane kisses and butter cookies in our house. There is some nutrition available if we so choose.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Taking bets
So sayeth Ragged Around the Edges at Tuesday, January 06, 2009
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3 comments:
go!!! take a good zine! walk on the treadmill for 20 minutes! at whatever pace you like. that's it!
you'll love the endorphins b/c they rock and you will love the feeling of accopmplishment!
did you end up going?
Sadly, no. Cynical talked me out of it, we ran errands instead. Darnit. I have my clothes out and ready to go tonight.
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