Fine. I get it.

I went to the doctor's office yesterday - just for a routine exam and new birth control prescription since I had switched insurance at the beginning of the year. When I was in the waiting room filling out forms, I came across this question:

Do you exercise regularly?

Um, no, I do not. So that's what I put. No. Negative. Nada. Honestly, I didn't think twice about my answer. Not a big deal, right?

When I got into the exam room, however, my doctor immediately zeroed in on that answer. The conversation went something like this:

"You don't exercise?"
"No, not really."
"Why not?"
"Well, I get up for work really early and it's pretty late when I get home. I don't feel like I have a ton of time for exercising."
"But it's really important."
"I know. I should be better. I am going to get a guest pass to the Stanford gym today."
"Well, that's good. Make sure you use it. You really need to exercise."

Okay, lady, I get it. I need to exercise. I am a gross couch-potato slug who just wants to curl up with a good book and some hot chocolate. As I left the office, her parting words were, "Have fun on your day off of work....make sure you exercise!"

Those not-so-gentle reminders coupled with my appointment weigh-in (definitely more than my driver's license weight...ha) finally motivated me to get off my butt today. I spent about 40 minutes doing some circuit exercises and then ran a mile and a half. It wasn't anything big, but hopefully enough to get Dr. Wong off of my back. :)