Thursday, August 16, 2012
Turning 52 has me thinking:
*I have to start moving and working out again. Let's face it, since Huck died I hung up my shoes. I hate working out. I always have. I love when it is over for the day. I'm crabby if I can't work out first thing and move on. I hate to sweat. I hate to change outfits all the time. Even if I work out, I wont be a size 8.
* I used to have a treadmill and I made myself get on it almost daily for 11 years after Zach was born.
*The ipod should make working out more tolerable.
*I hate the workout but I'll like myself more.
Turning 52 has me thinking.....I can give it a half hour a day....
But it aint gonna be pretty.....