Have you felt like hell was freezing over recently? Seen pigs fly, perhaps? Well, it's all because el Freddo and I have started hitting the gym again. Hard.
Some of you (Jeffe and Tee Tee Denise, I'm looking at YOU) were around when I couldn't live through a day if I didn't spend part of it with weights in my hands. Well, it aint' quite THAT bad this time around, thanks, in part, to some really old, creaky knees, ankle, vertebrae...you get the idea.
But the really remarkable thing is that the husbie has the bug. Bad. That man is on a bike or a treadmill a LOT. Heck, he even hits the gym on days my round white fanny ain't leavin' the couch. He dropped 10 in record time and seems to be on his way to 20 in a hurry. Go baby!
For me, the question is: Will I get back in shape before any of my parts give out? Stay tuned...
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