This morning instead of stumbling out of bed at 5:30 and downstairs to make a cup of tea and my blog rounds, I stumbled my way to the treadmill.
The book’s still not done. I have one present bought — still unwrapped. Two undecorated trees. Big plastic bins of Christmas decorations sitting about. The laundry hamper is full of dirty clothes. But I jogged/walked three miles on the treadmill this morning instead of putting it off throughout the day and then discovering the day was gone.
Yay me! 


I wish I could be so dedicated. :::sigh:::
Comment by Rhonda — December 14, 2007 @ 7:09 am
Good for you!
Now I’m torn between that nap and getting on the machine…
Hmm, how to decide?
Comment by Kimberly — December 14, 2007 @ 7:49 am
Congradulations!! I need to do a LOT of walking today through the building. Here’s hoping and doing.
Comment by Ginger — December 14, 2007 @ 7:55 am
Rhonda, it’s not dedication…it’s desperation. I had big-ass incentive — literally. None of my clothes fit.
Machine first, Kimberly, then the nap.
Go, Ginger, go!
Comment by Jennifer — December 14, 2007 @ 8:01 am
Yay! Can you come over here and kick my butt into gear? I can’t seem to fit exercise in…
Comment by Kira — December 14, 2007 @ 8:41 am
You’ll fit it in when you get to the point I’m at — I have one pair of “fat” jeans that are a size larger than everything else in my closet. I’m wearing them. Because nothing else fits. I’ve either got to move my ass and close my mouth more or upsize my wardrobe. I ain’t upsizing.
Comment by Jennifer — December 14, 2007 @ 10:11 am