Am decidedly unthrilled about my less-than-a-pound loss this week, particularly since I’ve been pretty good as far as eating goes, and particularly, I think, as far as exercise goes. Well. Fat lot of good that did. Pun intended.

Well, I’ve made the decision to join a gym this afternoon after work. Curves just ain’t cuttin’ it anymore for me (though I did go yesterday – funny story about that) and dance class (which I also went to yesterday) is more fun than exercise. Well, it’s definitely exercise. But right now, with the recital coming up, I’m kind of superfluous to the whole class. So I’m going to stop dance class until August and join a gym. By the time the new “school year” for dance starts, my Curves membership will be over. And I can still go to Curves once a week or so, just so I don’t feel like I’m tossing $30 a month into the trash.

Oh yeah, the funny story about Curves – every month they have a t-shirt drawing for the people who had birthdays that month. So at the end of January, they picked my name out of the basket, but yesterday was the first time I’d been since mid-January or so, so they were about to send me a “where are you?” postcard. When I walked in, it was like the long-lost sister being greeted. Nice.