Maybe the computer folks at work read my blog and are so impressed by my wittiness that they’ve unblocked WordPress. Or not. Anyhoo, it seems as though I am once again free to blog to my hearts content – at work!
Boot camp may be, by far, the most difficult thing I’ve ever willingly taken on. We started with a 3 minute run. Yeah, I know – I’ve been going to the gym forever, I should be able to handle a leisurely 3 minute run around the gym. Whatever. All I remember from the remaining 57 minutes of the class was having orders barked out in rapid succession – “side step, run, knees up, walking lunges, squats, jump rope, jump rope faster, hold the **plank for 30 seconds, sit ups, plank again, kick boxing, punch, suicides, run!” I thought I would die! But I didn’t. Which means I’m going back for another round of fun this Wednesday and for the next 5 weeks. I didn’t tell Smoochy I’m taking this class – I’m going to see if he notices a difference without my having spilled the beans. I got on the scale last night – weighed in at 164.5. My reasons for taking this class were to increase my cardiovascular endurance and to tone. I’m not really looking to lose weight, but we’ll see what the scale says on March 13. I went to healthcentral.com. According to that site I have a small frame (who knew???) and should weigh between 156-171.6 pounds and I have a BMI of 23.6 which is in the healthy range, but anything over 24 is considered overweight.
My kid continues to crack me up. On Saturday night, Smoochy asked Lovegirl what she did earlier in the day. “Oh Daddy, I chilled out with the ladies, talked a little, and ate chocolate cake.” Translation: she went to a T*upperware party with me. And no offense to the T*upperware sellers/lovers of the world, but as long as they’re selling G*ladware for $3 a package, please don’t count on me buying a set of storage dishes for $150 and helping you earn a car – not happening!
Today’s scent: Dream Angels Desire by Victorias Secret. I like it better today than I did the last time I wore it.