I'm a dirty old lady

WARNING: DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU MIGHT BE OFFENDED (AKA - my children)

So, my love affair with the gym has been hit or miss lately. Really since August when my bag was stolen, it's been hard to be as persistent as I was before. And, our diet has slowly waned -- too much junk out there right now.

So we look for motivation where we can find it. Today, I was on the arc trainer, set for 35 minutes. I forgot the ear buds, so no music. I don't wear my glasses due to the sweat beads that usually form and drip down the lenses, so I couldn't see the t.v. screens, much less read the captions.

It was rorture trying to occupy my mind while I struggled along at 7 minutes, 8 minutes, then something -- or someone happened along.

Young, muscular, tanned, gorgeous and took the arc trainer right in front of me. Who needs t.v? My heart rate went up probably a little higher than it should have been when he pulled up his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face. The woman on the trainer next to me almost fell, so my guess is he was distracting others as well.

Before I knew it, time was up. Heck, I can stay on this thing a little longer...yep, I did. Then, finally tore myself away.

We find motivation where we need it. :) I guess I'll find out soon if my hubby is reading the blog regularly.