Excuse Me While I Pat Myself on the Back.

Guess what? I worked out on my lunch hour today. Oh yes I did! Now I don't have to feel guilty when I crash in front of CSI Miami tonight instead of tieing on the running shoes.

Not that I went running. I wasn't quite that ambitious. But I did pop in a Leslie Sansone DVD. Yes, I did say Leslie Sansone, of Walking Away the Pounds fame. Go ahead and laugh. I know that's not as "cool" as say, the 30 Day Shred. But it kicks my butt just well enough to make me feel like I've worked out, without making me too overheated and gross to go back to work.

Tomorrow, I'm going to venture back inside the gym for the first time in, I don't know, a year? I'm a little afraid that the little membership card scanner is going to laugh at me when I slide my ID under it. But, it's never going to get easier. And my thighs will get jigglier if left to themselves.

But that's tomorrow. Right now I'm going to go work on my butt groove in the couch. Cheers!