back in the saddle

After a good (actually bad) two years of terrible job stress and personal life craziness, including anti-anxiety meds (MAY CAUSE WEIGHT GAIN! REALLY!) and abandonment of the gym...I have turned into a complete blob. But that is changing! Last week, I started Weight Watchers online (which I have used very successfully in the past), and headed back to the Y. Three good workouts on the elliptical last week made me think I should try a Saturday morning (pre-Brew Ha Ha) step class. Amazingly, I survived the 50-minute workout -- muscle memory is a good thing. I was feeling awfully impressed with myself...until about 3 PM Saturday when my knee started locking up and my calves began throbbing. But hey -- it's all part of the process, right? It's funny though -- sometimes the gym can seem like such a chore -- another obligation in an already busy day. But once I get there, I remember that I actually enjoy it. Step class is so fun, and bopping away on the ellipse, having an awesome gay 80s disco party in my head (George Michael! Erasure! Duran Duran! and some Dixie Chicks for good measure...) while watching Giada DiLaurentis do food porn on the big TV -- super. The only downside -- it is really hard for me not to sing out loud to my ipod. Like really hard. I want to do elliptical karaoke. I can picture the disco ball over my head perfectly.