I don’t mean literally fall off the treadmill. It’s just that I took sort of a… hiatus… from all things called exercise. (Although at least 3 or 4 times a year someone falls off the treadmill at my Y. No one uses the emergency stops either. It’s not pretty seeing someone who thought they’d pick up their iPod that fell while running, do a face plant on a treadmill going 8 mph and get flung back to their childhood.)
But I digress. Anyway, since my wife forced me to get active this past weekend, I decided to jump back on the treadmill. And one other thing has got me motivated as well. It seems, that mommies check out “hot dads” when dropping off and picking up kids from school. I did not know this. I hadn’t thought, when contemplating fatherhood, that my pecs, biceps, abs and quads would be scrutinized like I was some subjective piece of meat. (Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. It’s just that a guy likes to be prepared.)
So, seeing as how I have 2 more years before I’m dropping my kids off, before being ogled by all the Mommies, then I have some serious exercising to do.
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