I really love my gym. What's not to love?It's two blocks away (easy to get there, hard to find an excuse not to go), the child care is great (Jacob has a fun time playing with new toys and fun friends . . . and I can totally "big brother" it up by watching the closed-circuit feed of the child care room while I workout).
The classes are awesome. I have recently fallen in love/hate with spin class. You know what I mean.
But why I really love the gym, is because I am continuing to get closer to my weight/health goals (along with the help of Weight Watchers, another love of mine). So that is awesome.
And let me just clarify, I'm no gym rat and I'm not super skinny (or a little skinny), but I am closer to skinny than I was yesterday . . . which means that one day I will be. And at least I'll keep going to gym in the mean time.
Thanks gym, I'm so glad we're friends.
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This comment has nothing to do with your post (although I love WW also and have a bunch of recipes, let me know if you want some), but Claire is wondering why in your picture Robbie is hugging you, but you aren't hugging him back. Just thought I'd share that with you. :)
Haha - I suppose that's a good question. :) Tell her I was hugging him with my back arm . . . you just can't see it. (Maybe she'll buy that?)
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