I am officially a soccer mom/suburbia housewife

I knew this day would come, but I just didn't expect it this soon. We joined a gym and Madison is signed up for soccer. Although I won't ever have a mini van (my minivan is an Expedition), and I am by no means one of those perfect hair, makeup and outfit kind of wife, I am now a gym member and the take your kids to the nursery and get on the treadmill type of wife. Randy was who pushed the membership. He gets a high from working out. I on the other hand DON"T. I do like reading a book for an hour uninterrupted and if that means I have to walk on a treadmill sign me up. I seem to get more of a high when I step on the scale and it has gone down a pound or two (or 12)! I know, the scale shouldn't matter, but to me, it does. I am happy he pushed it, because since we are paying, I am going. I don't HAVE to enjoy it right? And eventually I will like it right? We were always close enough to the base that we never had to join a gym, it was always just there for me. I didn't go as much, but it was there. This is a whole new ball game. The other thing that is new, I am the weakest I have EVER been in my life. I have four sessions with a Personal Trainer. I need to re learn how to workout. I was always strong, and in shape, so I just needed to maintain. I am basically starting from scratch now. This is a crazy feeling. I didn't realize I had gotten so weak until I started working at the gymnastics gym and I was not able to spot as well. Well, that is because I am WEAK people. So I am doing something about it. Anyway, I am that soccer mom now and don't know how I am feeling about it yet. Oh wait, maybe I am just SO freakin' tired from working out that I can't decipher between the two.