Gym -> Soccer -> Teen mom -> Tax breaks...following the rabbit trail

I am seriously thinking about joining a gym. I have come to the realization that this is the only way I can get any exercise outside of soccer practice. I really should be doing something almost every night to keep my fitness up for future games. This is difficult because Brandon often leaves the house around 6am. Which in the winter it is still very dark. He typically gets home around 5:30. And dark again. It is not a good idea to run in the dark around here. So the only other option is the gym.

I have never paid to go to  a gym in my life. I really don't like spending money on it when running/biking on the paths is completely free. But I think now is the time at least for the next four months. If I don't run or do something similar I feel very blah.

Thankfully there are two gyms very close to us.

Soccer is OK. I am only playing reserves. I don't think they want to bother with someone who is almost 30 and won't play on Sundays. I am fine with that. I just like to play. The only bummer about playing on the reserves is that there is no grand final. Oh well.

Funny story. Some of my teammates saw me pull up to our game last week. They were jealous because they thought that I only had my L's (I think you are around 17 when you get your L's) but to be driving on my own I apparently had my P's (around 20).  I told them I had been driving for almost 14 years and was long past my P's :-) I also told them I had three kids. That is when they really freaked out. I think I need to get a different hair cut or something. A few weeks ago I was at the Petrol Station using my credit card to pay. The lady at the counter said that I was too young to be using a credit card. I told her I had another one and that I didn't think an almost 30 yr-old was too young. She laughed and said sorry, she thought I was 17. Then she asked what makeup I used. I told her at that point in time just sweat. I was on my way home from soccer practice. So yeah, I think I need a different haircut or something. This may help explain some looks I get when I take my three kids out shopping. They are probably thinking "there goes a Centrelink teen mom." Centrelink is our government's handout system. There are many a teen mom that can live off Centrelink. I have mixed thoughts on all that, maybe some other time I will mention them. So instead of getting tax breaks you get money back after you pay the taxes. Wrong way of doing it in my opinion.