Just dressed, stretched, ready to head for the gym. How in the world am I going to kickbox this morning? I have no idea but Lucy, our fearless leader, will get me there. I started to say she will ease us into it but that would be a lie. We'll stretch out and then give it a go. Somehow it feels good to sweat to the bone and breathe like you're going to pass out. I made sure they have a defibrilator!!!! I'm not exactly a spring chicken you know. Who cares! It's good for the soul and body.
What keeps me going back for more torture? I mean it's a chilly, no actually it's cold, morning here and I could snuggle in so easily and have more coffee. I really go because it's fun. Children play. We should too. It's where I go to play. The music gets cranked up and get to know all the new songs... which I would NEVER know on my own. "I'm so 2008 and late!" Know that one? The beat is amazing. I like rock and roll but, man, this stuff is made to move the bod.
So the music, the girls, Lucy, all serve as little magnets to get me off my butt. Really, though, I want my bones to be strong. My mother's aren't anymore even though she was always on the go. I want long, lean muscles so I can be strong and do for myself forever. I want to be able to walk long distances when "the Larry" FINALLY retires and we get to travel. I want my weight to stay put and not soar to the heavens with these delicious holidays coming up.
So there ya go. That's why I go and where I go. If I leave now I'll be right on time and start punching and kicking like there's no tomorrow, smiling and gasping for air the whole way. Get some exercise today. The gym may not cost as much as you think. Mine is only $20 a month with free daycare. Take the stairs, park far away. You know the drill. Move more. Maybe find a gym you like.