A few months ago, I read an article in the New York Times about the Obamas' personal trainer, which mentioned that the President works out for an hour every day. To which my immediate response was This is a serious guy with the most serious imaginable job. If he can find an hour a day to take care of his body, what the hell is my excuse? I've had that as an unarticulated maybe-someday goal ever since.
Today, I did it. And it feels pretty damned great!