Those are the words that kept going through my mind this morning as I tackled our new treadmill. I don't like going to public gyms because I feel very insecure and don't like to workout with all those mirrors they have in there where I can see every jiggly part I have going to it's own rythym.
Richard and I decided to get a treadmill to accomodate our busy schedule and it will allow us to get some exercise in either early in the morning or in the evenings once the kids are in bed..which seem to be the only down times that we have to spare. At any rate..we set the treadmill up in our bedroom and just so happens that it is directly across from our dresser...which has a mirror...which forces me to see myself on the treadmill. It's a side view, which is even worse. I've decided that when I walk or run on the treadmill..my bottom looks like one of those cars that has the fancy hydraulics on it and bounces around all over the place. So, I've decided to make that my scale of measurement as I continue with my exercise..how little hydraulics my bottom has left. Sounds like a plan to me.
Hahahaha!!!! You are too funny, girl. I know it's been a while since I've seen you, but you look great so don't be too hard on yourself. Joey wouldn't even let me buy a scale for our house, so that would be the only way I could determine the loss, too!
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