It was so nice not having to get up at the crack of dawn on Tuesday morning. This was my day to work out on my own. Since Greg is so concerned about me getting injured; he does not want me on the treadmill or doing anything on my feet. Which if you know Greg this is typical because he always wants me either on my back or my knees. (Just kidding- what? It was wide open.) But given my past history with injuries I figured he was right. So, I went to Big 5 and bought a water aerobics kit for $39.99. Now, I can just hop in the pool in the back yard and jog in the water all I want--all without touching the ground which makes G-Pat so happy. If I just had some blue hair, I'd fit right in with those ladies down at the community center. You know the kind. But I do have to say, Wednesday morning my arms were fealing a little sore from my water dumbells. (don't think I can't hear ya'll laughing at me)
Wednesday came all too soon and was back at the gym with Miss Brenda- I had told her about some of the recipes I've been using & she said she thought they sounded great and that I should bring in copies for RoseMarie (my competition) to help her out. Um, all-business-brenda say what? This is not a team effort - I'm not helping anyone out - she can find her own damn recipes just like I did. But I didn't say that, I said oh, sure -I will TRY to remember to do that. (emphasis on TRY) (NOT!)I'm fighting my own fat here not hers.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
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