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Exercise, ewwww.

I don't want to get ahead of myself, but I MAY have found an exercise I DON'T HATE! Those of you who know me know that I hate working out with a passion. I hate getting ready to go to the gym, I hate being there, there isn't a moment that I am not whining about how much I hate it. In fact when I was lucky enough to have the services of a personal trainer (we did a show for Discovery Health, and she was a gift for 6 months) I sniped and cursed at her every step of the way. (In a cute, I'm kind of kidding way, of course) If I buy a treadmill, it gets very dusty. Work out DVD's, hate them. My sons (13 &14) have been working out with weights daily in our garage, to start building strength for next football season. Yesterday, the weather was sooooo gorgeous, I decided to go out with them and workout. I followed their workout, and kept up with them rep for rep. Now they were using big, huge, heavy, dumbbells, and I was using much smaller ones, but hey-- I didn't hate it! It was kind of fun working out with them. Who knows, maybe for my 44th birthday I'll be able to post a sculpted buff pic-- Ha! Doubtful.

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