We used to be gym rats - then suddenly we weren't.
I can give a ton of reasons why this happened: Our gym sold out, the new location wasn't convenient, I started working downtown, we got a lot of exercise running so the gym wasn't as useful...
Bottom line: We quit the gym.
Quitting the gym is a funny thing, though. At some point you wonder why you ever quit the gym. It had a pool. It had weight machines. It had fun classes. It had treadmills for the days it was too hot/cold/windy/rainy/humid to run outside.
Most important: You made yourself go when you didn't feel like going because you were paying a membership fee.
So we rejoined the gym. We knew we needed to do it (101 list even) and my sweet husband wants to do cross-training like his BFF John. It's a lot easier to swim at the gym pool than in our community pool.
Plus there aren't ducks swimming and doing who-knows-what in the gym pool. (Hopefully there aren't people doing who-knows-what either.)
Anyway, hi-ho-hi-ho, it's back to the gym we go... [insert appropriate on-tune whistling here]