One of my friends is coaching girls’ softball at school. I helped her out the other day, doing drills with them and pitching (probably really badly) for batting practice. And my armpit muscle (is there an armpit muscle?) is *sore*. I’m so out of shape. I stopped going to the gym around January, when Grandma was sick, and I just haven’t been back since.
Rob and I are considering joining a different gym together, next month, not so much for weight loss (although that would be a great side-effect) as to get healthy. It would be great to join together, because then we could bug each other into going, right? Or at least, that’s what would happen in theory. Probably we’d encourage each other not to go, while eating pastries dipped in butter.
So, like I said, I want to start exercising again, just to get healthy. I’m tired all the time, and because I’m tired, I get grumpy, and I know it’s all due to my slothfulness. When you don’t feel good in your own body, it’s time to do something about it.