Toe-fungus or chair butt?

I was supposed to go to the gym today. It would have been my first time there in over a week. I came to work this morning with my gym bag and plenty of good intentions in tow.

But the thing is, you guys? I hate the gym. Seriously.

It's not the exercise I hate. It's not the getting sweaty or the soreness I inevitably feel the next day. It's just the gym. I feel terrible about this, since it's (*points out window and down the street*) right there and it's free, but I just can't bring myself to go over there. I don't know. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe if not for days and days of rain and gloom and thunderstorms, I'd be able to take having to wade through puddles left by drippy seniors to find an empty locker and manage to change without getting my socks wet and go work out on equipment that's been sweated on by dozens of strangers to then take a shower in a breeding ground for toe fungus, all while enduring snotty, judgmental looks from twenty-year-old Barbie dolls. But I'd rather not, if I don't have to.

So I'm embracing my hatred of the gym. Sooner or later I'm sure the guilt will become heavy enough to motivate me to suck it up and go, but for now... no. Just, no.

I will, however, work in exercise where I can throughout the day so that I'm not a total slob. Gotta combat that chair butt somehow.

In other health news, I finally got over myself enough to call a doctor and make an appointment for a checkup. Not counting Urgent Care or my OBGYN, I haven't been to a doctor since I got laid off from Ye Olde Oile Companye and lost my health coverage six years ago. Considering that I've had a steady job with great health insurance for an entire year now, that excuse no longer cuts it. Matt's been wanting to check out the doctor sister of one of his friends, so I tracked her down yesterday and made an appointment. If she works out, then I guess she'll be our new family physician, but either way, the good news here is that I can get started back on thyroid medication again. And maybe if I can get my metabolism straightened out and functioning properly, I won't have to work so gorram hard to keep from gaining weight. Wouldn't it be nice not to even have any need for the stinky, sweaty, drippy, fungusy gym?

Yes. Yes it would.