The first day of the rest of my (fit) life

I am SO proud of myself for making it to the gym today, my first time since breaking my foot in October. It was so crowded that I had to wait ages for a treadmill, and I only had 25 minutes to do my thing, but getting there is always 99% of the battle. Yay me! (Inserting photo of my totally rocking fitness teammates below. You may now hold the awards ceremony.)

michael-phelpsAnd this brings me to my list of LA Fitness peeves: Why don’t they enforce time limits on the cardio equipment, especially in Jan/Feb, when everyone and his dog is at the gym? Why do they open so ding and also dang late on the weekend? My kids don’t sleep in; ergo, I don’t sleep in. I do, however, get up at the same time I always do Monday through Friday, and yes, early morning is still the only time I have to work out. Grrrr.

One Response to “The first day of the rest of my (fit) life”

  1. Jennifer says:

    Melissa, I am so proud of you!

    I have let my gym membership lapse for months. Every night I think, “Man, I need to work out in the morning before work.” But I wake up exhausted and snooze instead. I just need to realize I will never be “rested enough” to choose exercise over sleep. I just have to do it.