So my wife had been trying to get me to exercise for a while. It's not like she was nagging, I needed to do it and we both knew it. Sometimes I need firm but gentle reminders to get my lazy ass in gear. She found a workout called Couch to 5K. It's a workout for couch potatoes like me that helps you go from fat slob to being able to run 5K (or roughly 3 miles) in two months. Each week it gets a little tougher, but they ease you in to it.
I just finished the second week's workout. My wife has been very supportive and that helps a ton.
But I keep coming back to a conversation I had with my dad two weeks ago when I told him I was going to start the next day.
"I'm going to give it a try." I said.
"Don't try, do." He said.
Fatherly wisdom is an awe-inspiring thing.
