I look at my friend Janice. She skis, runs, competes in iron man events, and is always doing some awe-inspiring exercise as part of a regular routine.
Jill is always on her way to the pool.
My sister Jean is a yoga-expert.
M is either on her bike or at the pool.
Robyn has a gym in her building and uses it often.
Shari is always at Exhale.
Another friend has a trainer.
Meredith and Gail pile up miles walking their dogs.
Susan is training for a 100-mile trek in Europe this spring.
My mom is out walking her three miles almost everyday.
And I frequently used to say, "Let's get together and walk in the Park."
My intention was sincere back then, though specific plans were rarely made.
And, for the past three years, I have wanted to lose three to five pounds. Not a lot, but enough to make a difference.
Now I am exercising regularly. All without trying.
I roll and unroll big, wheel-like steel circular things to get to merchandise. My arms are getting stronger.
I use weights all day long, three days a week, in the form of clothes-carrying.
I walk over 12,000 steps (six miles) three times a week.
I climb and descend big steel ladders.
And, I have lost those important and noticeable four pounds (from 131 to 127).
My jeans fit better. My clothes look better. I wear some skirts I wouldn't have worn last year. I am emotionally stronger keeping my weight below 130.
But he best part? It doesn't feel like exercise. It just is. Thank you Saks.
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