So number 3-zillion-38 billion on the to-do list for my "Year of Turning 40" is to get in the best shape of my life. This has been harder than I imagined! Oh wait, I knew it was going to be hard, that's why I put it off until I was 40. Today I went in debt paying for a YMCA membership for me and the Hubby. You really have to take out a small loan to afford it. I thought the Y was supposed to be an affordable community center type gym. At the price I paid I should be getting chilled water with lemon served to me on a silver platter by a very tall, dark and handsome trainer who tells me I look fabulous, even as I am heaving out of breathe as the old Granny gym rats with their pastel visors pass me on the track. I am out of breath just reading that sentence. Oh gosh, I am going to need a lot of help here!