It's taken five+ years of asking, begging, suggesting ... hinting ('no love you're not fat) ... and she finally succumbed this very morning!Yes, I got Kristine to the local gym!
And, it's a 'told you so' ... I knew she would enjoy herself.
Her excuse had been for years that she would be the only unfit person in the gym. Anyway, a trip to the newly constructed gym about five minutes from home dispelled that myth.
We tried a 'casual membership' this morning ... and two hours later Kristine was still smiling despite 'aching' her way through tread mills, rowing machines, tricep & bicep machines, leg presses etc etc.
We plan to make it a regular Sunday morning torture!
