This is the third week in a row that I’ve left the house in my car to go exercise 3 days a week. And I plan to make it 4 this week. See, when we were in Florida, we had a Curves 2 blocks away, and that was too far for me to go to work out. I lasted about 2 months there. I’m just utterly bored by gyms and other such places. I feel overwhelmed by the equipment and weird working out around all the other people and silly because I’m always really slow and jiggly.
Now I actually look forward to my workout, and the half-hour (!) drive doesn’t bother me. Having to leave the house by 9 a.m. is a bit of a killer, but I’m getting used to it. I drive an hour total for an hour’s workout, and I’m loving it. Maybe it’s because I get to take Buttercup, and she’s always with me. I’m working out with other moms and their babies, and I leave sweaty and tired. It’s at a set time every day (so I can’t just keep saying, “Oh, I’ll do it next hour. Oh, I’ll do it this evening.”), and I think that helps.
I think I might actually stick with it!