I've been debating with myself about rejoining Curves for another year. I really am too fat and out of shape, and Curves has helped with that issue. I'm a huge miser in some respects- if it's something I don't want, I don't want to spend money on it. So joining a gym with someone of my hatred of most exercise was an extreme measure. I really wanted to get in a better shape than just round last year, and made that for a New Year's resolution. I even did see the other side of 200 and it was a lovely thing.
But the bad thing about Curves is the fact that it's used by other Women. Other Women on their way to work, who gussy up to go out to the gym because it's their only social outlet, or who are just plain habitual perfume wearers. And yes, they all smell. Collectively, that gym is every floral and musk tone imaginable, which is highly toxic to my system.
But I was good- I went 5 days a week and spent as long as I could stand it (sometimes in and out, sometimes as long as an hour, average was about the recommended 30 minutes). And I lost a lot of inches.
Unfortunately, between Colin, my gram, and the February/March decorating scheme (she put scented candles all over, but the ones right by the machine at head height really got me!), I've been having trouble keeping to the schedule. So I think I'll let it go.
What I tried tonight- because I've resolved that I MUST still exercise or grow ever larger which is simply unacceptable- was get on the exercise bike we bought the first time I wanted to try exercising regularly. Which I did do. For about a month. Then it got moved to the back bedroom where there is no TV and the radio no longer works, so nothing to do or thing about while using it. Tonight I took up the handheld game, Nintendogs. Yup, I played with my puppy Tilly and took her for a long walk with agility and disc training. Took a good 20 minutes to properly care for her for the day, as the game suggests. And I didn't notice the time go by. So I think I'll look into playing the game daily... on the bike. :) The only bad side was my crotch fell asleep. I think I'd better pad that seat a little better...