I have Pinterest friends who post little sayings like these:
I more identify with these fun ditties:
My husband (you'd never know this now ...) went to college on a full cross-country scholarship. Yeah, that chubby fellow up there :) He was mighty thin when I met him! He loves to evaluate the strides of runners we see, sweating along the road. Some have beautiful, smooth forward momentum. Some simply pound the pavement -- all the movement is up-and-down. Sometimes we painfully watch runners and we agree, "He would go faster if he walked!" Sometimes we note, "She's running as if her knees hurt." You can tell.
I ran once, for nine months. I got down to a size 6. It was fun for about a week, being that thin. But NO, IT WAS NOT WORTH IT. Not to me :) Swimming? Yay! Biking? Yay! Running? Bleh!
(Now I'm gonna go look for a blog label for this post. I don't have a label called "exercise" or anything close to it. That should tell me something!)