Resolutions are made to be broken

Is it the end of January yet? You know the time of year when everybody who made resolutions begin to give up on them?

Not that I want to give up on my resolutions. I just want a few others to. Mainly some of those folks who made the resolution to lose weight, get fit, go to the gym, etc. And more specifically those who are making the trek to the gym in the evening, after work.

Because there should not have been THAT many people at the YMCA when I strolled in at 6:30 p.m. tonight. Seriously. I walked in, expecting to have my pick of treadmills with the fancy TVs attached to them.

Instead? Every single treadmill was taken! All full. There was one lonely treadmill left, one those crazy ones that you can do the super steep inclines on. The ones I normally stay away from. Because this runner? She likes flat. Not hilly.

But since it was the only one open and I wanted to go in, get my run in and get out of there, I took it. And didn't really like it. No TV on the treadmill. No TV in sight of the treadmill. Just a window to look out, which wasn't much since, oh yeah, it was dark out.

But I got my 3 miles in.

And now, since I'm an evil person apparently, I'm crossing my fingers some of those resolutions people made start getting broken.