Oh yeah, 4 years ago. When I hit the big 50 sucks.
I've been having an inner debate over this whole join the freaking senior center thing.
Me 1: When did I get old enough to join a senior center?
Me 2: When you turned 50, duh.
Me 1: I'm not going to do it. It's somewhat embarrassing.
Me 2: You need to join a gym.
Me 1: I'll just join ESAC.
Me 2: That's like $75/month. The senior center is only $72/year.
Me 1: But it's a SENIOR CENTER.
Me 2: There are people there your age and younger and you know them.
Me 1: But what about the eye candy in the weight room at ESAC?
Me 2: You have a point there. I mean- you need to get fit you don't need eye candy.
Me 1: But the SENIOR center? It's a SENIOR center.
Me 2: You simply MUST lose all the excess weight.
Me 1: I know.
Me 2: And the scale is not moving.
Me 1: I know.
Me 2: And it's not like you ever went to a gym filled with eye candy before you were old enough to join the senior center.
Me 1: I know.
Me 2: Case closed.
So, I'm going to join the freaking senior center. Soon. Most likely this week or the next--I want to use it for next week's focus on the Summer Sizzle Slim Down which is something about trying new equipment/exercises.
And I'm just going to have to accept the fact that I am indeed old enough to join.
AND- there better not be any of those 70 and 80 somethings showing off on that freaking elliptical when I get there either.
