I got all ready to go, and when I got to the gym I chose my
And then, honestly, I lost steam and started walking. and then running. and then walking. You get the idea. I had told husband I was going to do 3 miles on the treadmill, and that is exactly what I did, not an inch more.
When I was done on the treadmill, I had promised myself 10 minutes on the stair machine. You know, the one where the stairs get fed to you and if you don't keep climbing you fall off the equipment. ( Which may or may not have happened to me in the past ).
Well all of the stair machines were full. Occupied.
And since I didn't feel like waiting around for anyone to finish, (since, after all, I have a sick kid at home) I decided to leave and go home.
I had unlocked my car and sat down in the passenger seat. I was just about to put the key in the ignition. And then I saw one of the people that had been climbing stairs get in his car and drive away.
I thought to myself ,"Nobody will ever know if I just go home. I've already left the gym anyway. What will the front desk person think when I walk back in? I have the perfect excuse since I have croup boy waiting for me at home."
And then I thought to myself, "Go back in. Who cares what the person at the front desk thinks? You promised yourself 10 minutes of stair climbing. You will be so disappointed in yourself if you go home now. You can do this. You have to do this."
And I went back in.
I know the story was totally anti-climatic.
I know that most of you are thinking, "And...".
But for me, that is a big deal.
I actually chose something besides the easy way out.
And I actually did 12 minutes instead of 10, just because I can.