Subliminal messages

I hadn't turned my cell phone on in a couple of days -- because basically, I'm not the type of person who has to be constantly in touch with people every second of every day. Sometimes, I like the fact that I can't be reached.

But when I finally did turn it on, I got the low battery beep and plugged it in to charge. Then I heard the message beep.

So I dialed my voicemail and had a listen.

It was my friend Lori, wanting to check the date of a concert we're planning on attending next month. And also, calling because she was bored -- not because she needed to know the date right that second.

But I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED what she said next. "Well, I guess you're probably at the gym right now sweating your butt off, which is why you didn't answer, so just give me a call when you can."

This past year, I did join a gym, but haven't exactly been taking full advantage of my membership benefits. I've actually gone weeks without a single visit. But in the past couple of weeks, in addition to my sudden domestic urges, I've also been on the health wagon -- eating better, drinking plenty of water and going to the gym with renewed zeal. Meaning, I'm aiming for 5 visits a week, but will not allow myself any less than 3.

And it shows. I feel better, and I swear, my thighs aren't jiggling quite as much. I know that's impossible -- but hey, whatever it takes to keep the motivation going, right?

So, when I got Lori's message, I had to smile. I liked being the type of person that someone would assume would be at the gym sweating her butt off on a Wednesday after work.