big freaking baby

i actually threw a fit today. a full fledged fit. i stomped my feet and whined. i REALLY didn't want to work out. but, the laundry was going, kids were peaceful, and the dog poop clean up was even lower on the list. plus it was cold out. i know that in 4 months when i'm basking on the beach i will regret not working out every single day. but right now, i'm content with my delightful coffee and excessive use of facebook. i really want some of those weighted sneakers so i can pretend to work out all the time. they make your ass hot. the commercials say so. after my fit, and my explanation to my 6yr old about my fit, i did work out. legs. it sucked. i feel fabulous. i hate that. i have no excuse, truly i don't. i just stomped my foot again.