I made it to the gym both yesterday and today. Yesterday I had a one-hour workout while my son was in his karate class, and today I popped over for a 90 minute session after taking another son to a friend's house to play. On both days I split my time between the elliptical trainer, weights, core exercises (flatten that tummy!) and stretching.
I didn't get to the gym at all over the Christmas holidays, and I must admit that I have a problem with motivation. Once I actually haul my carcass over there (the gruelling five-minute drive that it is, and yes, I could walk/run, but the sidewalks are icy in places and it's bloody cold outside!) I really enjoy the workout. My issue is with getting myself out the door.
I have to say a word of thanks to FatMammyCat for providing the external motivation for me this week. This amazing person went from being a non-runner to recently completing a marathon. She encourages us, her "interwebby chumlies", to get fit but is not at all preachy. Thanks, FMC!