Day 23 – A Month of Maxi Dresses…
During my month of Sporty Chic, I joined a local gym to start my long road back to “mom fitness”. And it was the Sporty Chic clothes that definitely made me do this. Nothing inspires you to go a six am boot camp class like seeing your butt in broad daylight in stretch pants. I exercised on a regular basis until July when I hit, “A Month of Maxi Dresses”. Maxi dresses are so big and roomy they just seem to say, “Come on, Holly, sit on the couch and let’s eat a big tub of ice cream together. It’ll be our little secret….”
So the exercising stopped. Then came the next gym. Every summer, my friend Ann and I join a “fancy” gym for a month that has two pools, a hot tub and great classes for kids. We go almost every day and the kids love it. They also have state of the art gym equipment and tons of yoga and spinning classes.
And yet, I don’t exercise there either. So that makes a grand total of two gym memberships and one still flabby body hidden behind dresses so vast they could be used to termite tent a house.
I think the only way to remedy this situation is to make August, “My month of wearing just a thong in public”. Then I would definitely start to exercise.
I might even join a third gym.