Wake up. Get the kids to school. Rush to work. Slam yourself through the workday like a pinball in a machine — all the while thinking how much you would like to pulverize something, anything, all out sheer frustration that comes from bosses and irate customers. Afterward, you are picking up the kids, grocery shopping, soccer practice, errands and not always in that order. Does that sound similar to your life? And the gym? Who has time to go to a gym? You will be lucky if that plastic piece of fitness equipment sitting in the corner ever sees anything other than a garage sale. After all, it’s far from a home gym, and when you did exercise with it, it barely made your pinky toe slimmer.