Captain Carl joined 24 Hour Fitness today. You know what that means, right? Yep, I'm gonna have to start working out again. I can't be the fat wife...I REFUSE to be the fat wife.
This is really good news for both of us. We've been too fat for about 2 years...long past "plump" and "hefty". We are obese, plain and simple. What can I say? We love our hamburgers and ranch dressing. We also love to not exercise. Bad combination.
I'm really proud of Captain Carl for doing this. I'm hoping his motivation will rub off on me. I'm hoping I'll be a raging bitch for about 6 weeks while I get used to my awesome new lifestyle.
His first session with his personal trainer (holy shit, a personal trainer even!) is on Monday. I will be on my treadmill the same day. Tonight we are having french fries with our dinner. Baby steps, people.
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