I finally dragged my lazy self back to the gym last night after too many weeks of not going due to pest control issues, ear infections and telling myself I will work out in the gym at my boyfriend's condo then ending up on the couch watching Jeopardy and Buffy. But I made it back tonight and it felt good. No, not good...goooood. Good the way Barry White would say it good. I weight-trained the shit out of my muscles. So GOOOOOOOOD.
I would be going back to the gym tonight but I have been invited out for sushi and really, who can say no to sushi? But I do need to start going again regularly and not just because my ass is getting too big. I sleep better when I work out regularly and it just makes me feel healthier. Of course the weight loss is also a lovely side affect (effect? I get those two mixed up) but I decided long ago that I can't work out just to lose weight because it just won't work out for me. I will lose weight, which is fine, but I also want to lose inches and get better muscle definition and not have back pain.
Although maybe, just maybe, if I work out enough I'll be lucky enough to look like this: