I NEVER EVER go to a gym. It all started when my S.O. and I decided that we'd join a gym and go together, because we don't really have space for exercise equipment or even yoga in our house (it's a teeeeeny tiny house: Kitchen, Living Room, Bathroom, Bedroom, Small Office). Well, we went to the gym and found out that we'd have to have two separate registrations since we're not married. We'd been living together for quite some time, but apparently the gym found it to be under their jurisdiction to pass moral judgement. But I digress.
In any case, I decided that I wasn't interested in supporting a business that was so clearly opposed to my lifestyle. So, I gave up and decided to just stick with home workouts instead. I like to do unconventional exercise.... play frisbee or kick a soccer ball around in the lawn with my guy, that sort of thing. But I try to squeeze in stretching exercises daily in the house.... squeeze being the operative word. I figure the furniture-moving that's part of my yoga is exercise in and of itself, so it works well. <img src="/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />