I hate to sweat...
So why in my right mind would I go and join a gym? Well now, lets just think about this for a second... hmm. Because I'm tired of having tharms, cankles, dimply legs, and a chibble. It's actually not that bad once you get over the initial shock of seeing old, wrinkly, saggy, naked women in the locker room. E-gads! I shouldn't bag though, I'm probably gonna look like them when I'm their age. I started out with the water aerobics class, then went on to the yoga class. I highly recommend the yoga. Yoga kicks my butt. It's very relaxing though. The water aerobics is alright. It mostly works the legs out. My friend Vicky teaches that class. That's kinda why I'm going. I'll slowly venture on to harder things, like lifting weights, the stair climber, and the tread mill. Don't want to hurt myself now do I? Or God forbid that I break a sweat!