Well, I joined the gym. I took a class last night. (I expect to be very sore tomorrow....) The class was great, the instructor was funny, and I think I'll really enjoy going on a regular basis. I shouldn't need to join a gym -- I've got most of a gym in my basement -- but there's something about a membership and classes and friends that take classes that's more motivating than the equipment in my basement.
Steve and I have been talking about setting a real schedule for getting in shape. We're making it a priority to not only work out, but help each other work out. (He actually worked out 12 days in a row. Of course, it helped that he was on a cruise with his company for 5 of those days!) We're realizing that being lazy, not only about being physically fit, but also about our making time for ourselves and one another, is not helping us maintain our happiness. So we're working on it all.
I'm committed to doing at least one triathlon this year and go on one backpacking trip. And the workouts start... yesterday.