I hate exercise.
I like the idea of exercise- cute little clothes, comfy shoes, working up a sweat, tight, flat abs. I like carrying around a yoga mat and saying, "Yeah, I practice yoga," whether anyone asked me or not. I like standing in the fitness section at Wal-Mart, trying to decide what new workout video to get or if I need some wrist weights or hand weights. And did I mention the cute little workout clothes? I L.O.V.E workout clothes! When you wear workout clothes, people assume you're going to workout or that you have already worked out and they respect you more. Or they're jealous. Either way is fine with me.
I promise this, though- next (school) year that will change. I will rock climb at least twice a week, if not more. Dave and I bought a new Jillian Michaels' DVD and, even though I haven't been able to move for the past three days, I'm going to do it every day- before school, even. I'm going to go to the yoga and pilates classes after school and I'm going to learn to like exercise. I'm going to be healthier and have more energy and buy lots and lots of cute workout clothes!
Or I won't... whatever.