Backfire

(x2)

1st: The school gym holds a fitness assessment each fall for the students and spouses. Needing a little push to get myself exercising, I decided to go in for a reality check. I was pleasantly surprised at the lack of forced marches, drill sergeant whistles, and public mocking of my post-post baby flab. In fact, I was feeling pretty good about the tests. With the notable (and understandable, considering my genetic limitations) exception of the vertical jump, where I couldn't reach the bottom of the measurer to check my standing reach. I gutted it out (hehe) on the sit-ups. I'd even say I manned up on the push-ups, considering I haven't done one since senior year of high school.

I left the gym feeling I was in a good spot to get exercising, see results, make improvements. I signed up for exercise group that week (an awesome program organized through SAA to swap babysitting so moms can exercise). I went to a few classes, started doing sit-ups at home.

I got the results of the test last weekend. Turns out I have fabulous genes. I credit this to my dad's mom, Nana. She turned 98 in February and has enjoyed good health for most of that time.

{Backfire on my plans to be motivated by the realization that I do need to exercise regularly.}

2nd: I wrote this post as a recognition of my complete laziness in the blogging arena and a suggestion that I just might try to do better in the coming months.

{Backfire on me trying to be funny and instead eliciting the sympathy of family & friends....oops. I do appreciate the support, though!}