I have always been athletic. I took horseback riding lessons and ballet as a kid, and gymnastics as a teenager. In my twenties I became an avid gym-goer, and now in my thirties I still work out on a regular basis. I also like to swim, hike, and attempt to play tennis, albeit very badly. All of this, I suppose, has made staying fit easier. I don’t have to push myself to go outside, because I already want to. I know this isn’t true for everyone. And even if you are a sporty type of girl, everyone has days where the sofa just feels better than a tennis court or a gym. I am never consistently motivated to wake up in the morning and go for a run, but I always do something, whether it’s yoga at home or a jog around the neighborhood. I do it because I know that it will make me feel good. I want to look good, yes, but I want to feel even better. So I confess that I am one of those women , however obnoxious it may sound, who exercise a lot. By a lot, I mean five days a week. I did it when I was married, and I definitely do now that I’m single.