I hate hate HATE running

So, sitting on your behind all day is probably the worst way to stop the inevitable butt spread. I’ve been making myself get to the gym a lot more (also on the urging of my husband, who is a freak and loves exercising), and I’ve always hoped that one day, I would grow out of the the overwhelming hatred of running that I’ve carried since third grade in PE class.

So I’ve done other things. I’ve always been active, so I still get out and do the hiking/walking/running around with my girl thing (chasing your daughter through a park on the threat of monster kisses doesn’t qualify as running.) The natural runner machine, that’s a little bit like a ski machine. I’ve done Pilates. I’ve done the bicycles. When I was 21 I moved from Alaska to Oregon and lost 20 lbs on Tae Bo (I still have fond memories of my sister and I telling Billy Blanks to Eff off.) But running, I still won’t do, even though I dream of one day have the toned, taut, marathon body.

Anyway, last night I was out to dinner with a couple of friends, and I heard that one of them has begun to … Jazzercise. I think we all know what popped into my head.

Headbands. Thong leotards. Spandex. Leg warmers.

But apparently it’s having a huge comeback … and I’ll admit I’m tempted. Not because I want to jazzercise or exercise or do anything to make myself taut and toned (Where’s my miracle pill?) but I’ve got a conference in July and the writer thighs have got to go! And it is a lot easier to make myself do it when I’m on a schedule with a friend, rather than dragging myself out at 10am, because it’s easiest to go when everyone is at school.

…or I really just want an excuse to get some leg warmers. To cover my thick ankles, if nothing else.

Exercise: Love it, hate it? Love it when you do it but can’t ever find time? And what color of leg warmers did you have?