Well, Dan and I did it. We joined a gym. Dan's been talking about it for a long time, and I've been meaning to get him a membership for birthday's or Christmases or whatever but they are just so expensive and I have doubts as to our commitment and since most gyms require commitment and booku bucks, I haven't done anything about it. But this new gym came to town and it was pretty cheap and you don't have to pay to cancel. Awesome. When I was up visiting my family for my dad's birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!) I told them that we'd joined. My dad asked if I wanted to go to his gym with him the next day. Sure, why not. Whew...It was definitely eye opening for me....my 63 year old father ran me to the ground. That man is a machine! I was huffing and puffing and he's just going along patiently at my pace. It was fun to go with him though, and it helped that I knew a little more of what to expect. Did you know you clean off a machine after you use it? Don't laugh...I'm sure it was obvious to most people, but we didn't clean off the machines in college when we worked out. Anyway, because of going with my Dad, I learned that it's the thing to do.
Dan and I can't go at the same time to the gym because there isn't child care there (and I'm not sure if I would use it if there was). Plus, Dan likes to work out in the morning. Not being a morning person, this isn't a good option for me. Unless 9 am counts as working out in the morning :) So, Dan goes before work and I go after dinner. I went for the first time tonight. Other than being lonely it was pretty fun...well as much fun as working out can be. Hopefully we will stick with this and get in shape. I'm still waiting for baby #4 fat to disappear. Here's hoping.