In advance of the nasty stuff, the temperature's plummeted. On Monday I wore a light jacket. When I woke up this morning it was 19°F, with a wind chill that made it feel even colder. It would have been easy to stay inside until I had to leave for work at 11:30, but after breakfast I made myself go to the gym. My body won't get in shape by lazing around the house! I was lucky enough to get a parking space close to the gym door, so I left my coat in the car and hustled into the building. Even with the short trip I was cold by time I got inside.
At the back of the gym there's a white board where one of the trainers writes inspirational notes. Before I got on my treadmill I went to use the bathroom and took a look at the board as I walked by. It said:
97 days to swimsuit season
I can't wait!