So I convinced R that on this rainy (possibly sleety) evening, we should skip the gym and just stay home. I am feeling lazy, I was craving spaghetti big time, and some red wine - but not at 9pm (which is when we would have sat down to eat if we went to the gym)...
So I won, we are going to be cozy and eat well on this DREARY evening! Bleh.
I did love water aerobics last week.
But I can go next week.
This also means there is no skipping the workout on the treadmill tomorrow morning though. I am going to have to wake up early and poor little Kraymer head is going to think I forgot him! But it will all be ok. Right?