As I sit writing this, I stare at the clock, dreading a 6:30 spin class that I will undoubtedly half-ass my way through so I feel less guilty housing two-thirds of a large pizza later this evening.
Constance Tillit, who, at 80 years old, has lived the span of my life more than three times over, does not suffer from this type of milquetoast cowardice.
Tillit recently lost her husband and decided to get active.
Rather than join a normal gym where she could jog monotonously on a treadmill, surrounded by plasma televisions, trying to understand whatever soap opera was on Univision that given day, the senior decided to commit to CrossFit.
Tillit's gym of choice, which features serious workouts like Olympic weightlifting and high-intensity interval training, may seem like an ambitious pick to some.
The widow has had two hip replacements, two rotator cuff surgeries and two knee replacements and has still managed to succeed at the challenging exercise regimen, losing 50 pounds in less than a year.
Following the success of her weight loss, Tillit continues to power through her workouts in honor of her late husband.
Despite her tender motives, the geriatric gymnast does not have time for BS.
Get up and do it. Stop with the whining, stop with the 'Oh you have to take care of me.' Take care of yourself.
OK, Constance. I'll go to spin class… but I'm not sitting in the front.