I've been slacking in my exercise routines. Okay. Slacking isn't the right word. It came to a complete and screeching halt. For about 5 days. Zero. Zip. Zilch. Nada.
What motivated me at 10:45pm tonight to get back on the treadmill?
I was thinking about our upcoming trip to Ireland, and got to thinking about how uncomfortable I'm going to be in that tiny airplane seat for 6 hours if I don't lose some weight.
Hubby and the kids were in bed, and I was getting ready to jump in the shower and join them in slumberland, when I got to thinking about trying to squeeze myself into the airplane seat and suck-it-in enough to get the seatbelt buckled. And I suddenly had the urge to jump on the treadmill.
And it felt great!!! :)
I am using Sparkpeople.com to track my progress.
I hope some of you will join me! :)
(You know who you are!)
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