Workout. Day 1.

Feeling pretty good about this. Okay, I'm not so original. Along with kajillions of others ready to make a fresh start in the new year, here I am. I've actually been thinking about working out for a long time now. The only problem with that, is that "thinking" about it, doesn't actually do much for my ever growing butt. Luckily for me, last week over a Tim Horton's coffee and a chocolate danish, the deal was made. My buddy Lynn and I would start going to the gym on Monday. I was so excited to have a plan and a workout buddy who could work around the same schedule as me. Woke up today, feeling as though I was coming down with the flu...turns out, it was just a strong physical reaction I was having at the thought of going to the gym. Not a good excuse. Called Lynn and she said she'd pick me up at 9:30 am. No backing out. We get to the gym, met by a handsome young man (young, as in I have shoes older), full of piss and vinegar, ready to dish out twice as much sarcasm as we could dish him. He wouldn't even fill out the paper work for us to join the gym. "Try it first," he said, "that way it doesn't waste my time, or yours." A challenge. Ya, I think I like this. Next we're off to the locker room where I put on my hikers. Seems my running shoes have disappeared since my last time at a gym. We're feeling pretty sassy. Hit the treadmill. It's a lot more complicated than I expected and takes me a few minutes to figure out. I must have set it wrong, or it could read my level of fitness pretty well, because it kept slowing down. Lynn's just going to town burning up the calories, and I'm just figuring out how to get my machine working. Ugh. After about 25 minutes at a brisk walk, we're done. I get off the treadmill. I'm dizzy. Whoa. We head to the machines, time for some serious weight training. Okay, it's not that serious. We're having a little trouble as we can't stop laughing. I think laughing burns calories too. This is gonna be awesome! (BTW we bought a 6 month membership.)