Thirteen months after having my daughter, I did it – I joined a gym. It’s only 5 minutes away from my home so hopefully I go (I probably won’t. I’ll blame it on “working too much” and/or “being a Mommy,” but the truth is, I’ll be watching some form of the Real Housewives and stuffing my face with cheese.
A wise sage once said, “Beauty comes from within.” Well… hopefully that’s true… because here’s my gym identification card photo:
I’m so sexy it goddamn hurts. This is the face my husband looks at every morning. It’s almost like I’m constantly daring him to still find me attractive.