understandable apathy

i'm trying to gear up to exercise but who can get motivated when this is what they're looking at? (while mya sleeps and bryan's at work), i've got basement steps upon which to perform 'step ups' for cardio-vascular, and a cement floor calling for push-ups/sit ups whilst my spine whimpers at the thought. i curse the small provisions of a seminary budget...oh wait, betsy! my physical trainer! are you out there? sharon! yoga partner! can you hear me? get the baby monitors out, friends! i'm comin' over.