Back to the GYM

I have to say I despise going to the gym. I always have. I hate the women in make-up trotting on the treadmills. I hate the skinny girls on the weighs complaining about not being able to gain weight. I hate the old women with nothing to do talking about their daughters-in-laws for 3 hours.

I forced myself to go nearly everyday when I was pregnant because I was doing it for the baby. Now, I am going for the potential viewing audience on Cayo largo Cuba in April. It will be bad enough that they will be subjected to my glaringly white carcass - but lumpy and fat just won't do.

So I started back to the gym today and my goal is by March 31st I will least resemble my pre-pregnant body. Maybe if I wish (and spin around backwards 3 times and click my heels together and touch my toes and and and) hard enough I can actually look better.
HAHAHAHA.