My parts are on fire. . .

I literally hurt in places where I didn't think muscles existed. I've been walking like a little old woman for most of the day. Wait, in all fairness let me clarify that. I've been walking like a little old woman for the hours that I've been upright. Okay, better.

I had committed two more days to my weekly workout. One of those days was today, and I wasn't even sure how I would manage trying to push through the pain from yesterday's sadistic exercises. But, being the overachiever that I am, I opted for a Zumba class to satisfy my cardio requirement for this evening. And let me tell you, I think I've found my calling. Granted, it's pretty humorous to see an overweight 40-something woman shaking her bon-bon with some of those younger chickies, but I thought 'what have I got to lose?' And I'll also admit that being mostly Hispanic (despite the fair skin) gives me at least a little rhythm, so don't think for a minute that I wasn't shakin' the junk in my trunk with the best of them (hey, it's not gonna get any smaller just standing there).

I felt a little guilty because I was having so much fun, and once I'd warmed up my body actually felt 42 again as opposed to 82 (who woulda thought that 42 was such a plus). I caught Mike on the way out of the gym, explained my reasons for taking Zumba instead of the 'circuit' route and he actually thought it was a good idea. Anything to keep my body guessing, I suppose.

My tip for the day: Mike said that we should try to cook all our meals for the week during the weekend, put them in individual containers, and pull them out as needed, that way we don't have to worry about time wasted during our already hectic weeks. Considering I've sacrificed the majority of my school work to spend time in the gym these past few days, I'm thinkin' that cooking on the weekend is going to be my saving grace.

I hesitate to end this blog. Not because I have so much more to say, but because ending it means that I've actually got to get myself out of this chair. Ah heck, maybe I'll just check my Facebook.