Resolutions

Troy joined the bandwagon of NYs resolutioners and has sworn to get fit. We all know he is no fatty butt, however it pry isn't a bad idea for his ticker. I mean, we aren't no spring chickens and feast on a little bit more than lettuce all day. He had the motivation but was struggling with finding the method and the time. Discussions were had about p90x, insanity and so on. I more realistically suggested The 10 minute Trainer. In the end, the good ole treadmill and throwing oneself on the floor for some push ups and sit ups won out. And, interestingly enough, managing time with children wasn't exactly the biggest roadblock.

Troy started his new regimen the weekend following NYs. A weekend while I was away at work and he was home being a dad. Well, the kids embraced this time in their gym shorts and sneakers and took turns on the treadmill. So, when Monday rolled around the first thing the kids wanted to do when they got home from school was have a quick snack and get their workout clothes on. Troy no more than stepped in the front door and their were his little Big Fat Loser Trainers with sneakers on, water bottles in tow and fighting over who got to take their turn on the treadmill first! And, poor Troy, thought he was gonna work out "a coupla times a week!" Here's to your abs and buns of steel, Daddy-o.

Tough guy doesn't wear a shirt. He'd totally fit in at Bally's.

Yes, you can work out in princess jammies and pink sparkley cons. Exercise is for everyone, right!