
The new season of Biggest Loser started again last night. Anyone watch? That show makes me want to work harder. I DVR it and watch it after the kids are in bed and I'm done with my work. I guess that I should watch it in the morning, however, so that I can use that motivation to actually work out harder. Instead I just go to bed. By morning, my resolve to workout has weakened enough to tell myself I'll do it later. But you know how that goes.
Nate made me sign up for a fitness bootcamp last month. I actually really enjoyed it. It's easier for me to work out if I have someone expecting me to be somewhere and to push me a bit. It's been a couple weeks since that session ended because of the holidays. It started up again yesterday. Laura, the trainer, is tough. I guess that's the point and I'm glad that she does her job well. I really need to get my butt in gear and get moving. I know that I will feel better, and look better, and be healthier. But -- my whole body is complaining. It's only been one day. And tomorrow will be even worse. And then I will go again. Please come and join me. You know --misery loves company.






