My new prescription is hard to swallow!

Today I had a visit with my family Doctor. At my appointment, I told her I was reeeeally frustrated with my weight loss success, and I don't understand why it's taking me so long to lose weight. She asked me if I was exercising, and if so, what my intensity was. I sorta chuckled, because I felt like an old lady with a cane when I admitted that I was just walking my dog as exercise. That's not high intensity. Nor is it enough for this body to burn the fat packed on my thighs and mid-section. She says my diet isn't my issue. It's my sedentary lifestyle that's keeping me from reaching my full potential. I only went in today for a follow up on my condition called Costochondritis... an inflammation of the junctions where the upper ribs join with the cartilage that holds them to the breastbone or sternum. I did't expect to come out of her office with ANOTHER prescription!


So, my Doctor, God love her, "prescribed" me exercise 5 days per week. And we're not talking walks around my block. She wants me in my gym, using free weights. *GASP* Um, you mean, I have to go over to that section over by the mirrors where all the beefcakes and Miss Universe look-a-likes spend their time? I don't belong over THERE! Uggg. Fine. I'll take my flabby lunch lady arms over to beefcake city and swallow my pride. All in the name of losing fat cells. So, one hour at the gym it is, 5 days a week. 2 thumbs down. 


I'll be honest. Going to the gym is going to be a HUGE obstacle for me. I don't like doing it. I mean, if I had enjoyed it, I'd already be a skinny biotch right now! So, if any of you have suggestions on how you get yourselves into the gym, and when and what you do there, I'd appreciate your comments and feedback! I need all the help I can get!


Also, I should let you all know that my partner in crime "N" and I have decided that we are going to do the Weight Watchers plan on our own and save us the $40 per month. Now that we have the tools and the know-how, we are going to weigh in at one of our homes each Monday and use each other for support. So, NO, I am NOT throwing in the towel as a Fat Camper. I'm simply being frugal. Don't worry...I'm not going to throw myself into a vat of caramel or hook up a Coca Cola IV, I'm still going to be a good girl, and eat with my brain, not my cravings!