Back in the day at scout camp, we hiked into Calf Creek Falls, which has a beautiful but FREEZING cold pool at its base. My dad told us that he was going to teach us a lesson in "commitment" and told us all to hold out our hands. He then walked by each of us and put a dollop of shampoo in our hands. He then told us that we should apply the shampoo to our hair (this is a LONG time ago when I actually had hair...) and lather it up. He then pointed to the freezing water and said, "Boys, you are now 'committed'", and then he walked away chuckling.
Well, the nice thing about publicly stating that you are going to get in shape, is that you are committed.
So tonight, after Becca left to run errands, I bundled up Eli and put him in the jogging stroller and off we went. He lasted about a mile before he stopped asking questions, at which point I stole back my MP3 player and made sure the blanket had him covered. Then I finished my first run in about 2 months.
Oh, and to the person that told me that "competition" is the best motivator... you better hope I don't challenge you to a race (but seriously, that's not a bad idea)!
And by the way, thanks Dad!