Shout out to Justin Timberlake, of course. He was here in concert last night but I couldn’t bring myself to drop the cash on that. That’s my yoga chair and it’ll be around long after JT blows town. Sorry, man. Maybe next time.
Chest and back day. There aren’t enough words to describe the level with which I do not like this. I would rather do legs for three straight days than this for one. Hubby is just the opposite. I wonder, again, if it’s a guy/girl thing. As much as I hate it, I still do it because strong arms are sexy arms and I use those arms a lot for aerial stuff. Got my numbers up again also. 126 pushups and 66 pullups in 30 minutes. Friggin Tony Horton. Your exercises work, but you need to stop telling those lies that your protein/energy drink tastes good. It does not. Just like any other protein shake, it tastes like poop. Except the Gatorade one and some Muscle Milk, but I don’t want to have to take a Lactaid every time I work out. Stupid system that won’t accept milk without making me hate my life. Ok, ok, enough complaining already!
Last night’s FabPole class was certainly more of a success than last week’s class. I managed to figure out how to get inverted without banging my ass on the pole (ha, that’s so dirty) and mostly figured out the new moves that were introduced. No video this week. I think there will be one after next week’s class though. I think that, while it doesn’t always feel the best (see screaming red marks on my back and in my armpits), staying tight looks so much better than a more relaxed pose even though it’s a flowy type of apparatus. I know myself well enough to realize that I will probably never look at a video of myself and say “holy crap, I’m awesome!”, but I’m at least at a point where I can watch my own videos and not just be totally disgusted by them. Progress!
In other news, my procrastinating ass did finally sign up for the writing lab. It runs for a couple months and it is certainly going to be a challenge. Every day has a writing assignment. That’s in addition to my assignment to myself to get words down in this blog every day. I’m hoping that after a couple weeks, it will become as (almost) second nature to me as this daily writing. I’ll certainly have to get outside of my box to get this done successfully, but that *is* the whole point. The first assignment I thought up while I was in the shower. It wasn’t supposed to be deep or anything, just kind of a little something. After I wrote it,though, I looked at it with different eyes and saw the double meanings I had unintentionally put in there. Cool! I can do this! I want to give you something to read that sucks you in and makes you irritated when you have to put it down and sad that it’s over when it is. Lofty goals,eh?
My goodness, I think I’m going through snowboarding withdrawl symptoms. I’m itching to get out and ride, but although we got about 4 inches last night, I don’t think there’s any freshies up on the mountain. Kinda want to wait for some new snow after the last visit. Hopefully that comes, oh, around January 31 since we’ll probably go up on February 1. 😀 I love my life.
What about you? Have an exercise day you love over one you hate? And no, none of them and all of them are not good answers. How about your trip planning? Days to weeks to months in advance or spur of the moment? While you’re thinking on it, go have yourself a great day. It is, after all, Thursday and one day closer to the weekend!