exercise

Exercise almost seems like a dirty word. I used to enjoy being active and such. Now it just takes too much effort. I went to the gym today and the stair climber got boring within the first 5 minutes. Only 25 minutes to go! That seemed like an eternity. Then as I was trying to melt off part of a love handle I hear my name blasted over the intercom to report to the kid place. I go in and Cody is BAWLING. The lady was like, "Ya, I think he has a wet diaper." Uh, ya. That's what causes my kid to get hysterical. He cried the whole time I changed him in the bathroom, the whole way home, and didn't stop until I had a bottle made and popped in his mouth. At least he fell asleep for his afternoon nap quickly, right? Can't wait to try again tomorrow. And Yes, I AM going to finish off the reeses peanut butter cups I bought. Screw this healthy crap! Ok, not really. I only have myself (and Cody, which is partially Brian's fault too) to blame for the gut that has been coming back.