|I mean, for real.|
But I go to the YMCA on a regular basis. As a matter of fact, I am so much better about working out than I used to be. At one point, B.K. (before kid), the hubs and I were paying nearly $100 per month for a Y membership that we never, ever used. This went on for the better part of a year before we finally admitted to ourselves that we are not "worker-outters." ...I think that's what they're called.
Oh, "athletes," you say?
Hmm...I'll take your word for it.
Anywho, finally finally, last year on Labor Day weekend we took a tour of our other local YMCA and decided that we needed to make a fundamental change in lifestyle and, I have to say, I have been pretty good about working out. I have finally come around to making it a part of my schedule. But, as much as I work on working on it, I cannot ever see myself becoming someone who enjoys exercise. You know what I do enjoy? Free childcare. And if I have to hang out at your facility next to your kickass pool sipping your free coffee to get it, well, just twist my arm already. Well played, YMCA. Oh, and what's that over there? Treadmill, huh? Well, I guess I could take a walk for 10 minutes or so and...BOOM. Now I own spandex and a little armband-thingy for holding my sweet tunes while I sweat to the Oldies, or whatever.
Speaking of sweet tunes, let me share a little PSA with my fellow gym-goers: While "Beats by Dr. Dre" is definitely an expensive, quality product, wearing giant turquoise headphones while working out MAKES YOU LOOK SILLY, beefy-dude-with-a-beefy-noggin. I do understand the importance (?) of drowning out the sounds of treadmills and clanking weights, but my teeny earbuds in my teeny ears truly do the trick.
However, if your goal is to look like a villainous teen in a John Hughes flick, by all means, do carry on.