One of the benefits of working from home is finally finding the time to exercise. It's scary when your almost five year old can run faster than you. Not to say that I am totally out of shape, but dude that kid can run. For me it's just about being healthy no matter the size. And now that I'm over 30 and have heard rumors that your metabolism all but stops, I certainly don't need those 30 pounds that have haunted me since Darius' birth to be turning into 40.
So I've been making it into the YMCA three to four times a week. I love the YMCA. First, it's cheap. Second, the pool is always heated. Third, in the mornings they offer a class nearly every hour which makes finding the time to workout a breeze.
Last week, my meeting schedule allowed for me to take the Dance Aerobics class with Sherry. Before the class started, Sherry told me a dozen times that most people don't get all the steps until they've been there awhile. I was thinking that this was gonna be more intense then I thought.
Until the rest of the class walked in.
The one closest in age to me was older than my mother. I'm not making this up.
All super friendly, one even asked if I was in my twenties. Those old hags sure do know how to make a newcomer feel welcome.
All I can say is thank god I can run faster than those gals. It's one thing to lose to your speedy five year old. It's another to lose to a lady as old as my Grandma.
