So there I was, germinating a little cult of young(er than me, anyway) ladies who were all cheering me on, telling me how inspiring they found my shining example of steadfast exercise - then, after that entry, I fell off the damned exercise train.
Yesterday marked my return to the gym and, while I was dreading it tremendously, I biked at a better pace than I ever had.
A lesson to be learned? I don't think anything positive - I just wonder how much better, stronger and faster I'd have been if I had managed to visit the gym a little more (or even once) after my self-tooting.
My exhortation to Maggie and Grrtch? Keep it up, ladies - you're as much an inspiration to me as I was to you.
Not only do I ADORE making it into other people's blog entries, but...you called me young!
You're all the messiah I need, baby.
(and I'm still at the gym.)
I'm hoping for trip #2 to the gym this afternoon (in this spurt, anyway). You best believe I'll mention it if I do and keep my lips zipped if I don't.
And, um, Maggie? While I did call you young, I did snarkily say '(er than me...'), so I might not deserve your lavish praise. But what I said is still true!
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