Hit me with your best shot. . .

Well, it goes without saying that the highlight of this Challenge officially took place during Saturday's team training. Mike, in the process of setting up the gym for our hour-long session, brought in a pair of boxing gloves (mwah ha ha ha). You can imagine the wringing of hands and the smiles on faces as we learned that he'd be holding the mitts while we had the chance to hit him. Oh happy day! I think he was ready for that reaction, for sure. Not that any of us want to do him true harm, but after the not-so-secret joy he gets out of torturing us during our workouts, well, we were feeling pretty empowered. And, I'd like to say that none of us held back. To his credit, Mike's always a good sport and I'm convinced that he's really going to miss us once this whole contest is over. We are, I'm sure, his weekly comic relief.

It actually was a fantastic team day, though very difficult, ranking up there with the pain we felt after our very first group session. I can't speak for the others, but getting out of bed this morning was somewhat painful.

My boyfriend (and biggest cheerleader) and I had an opportunity to spend a little time together last night. One of the most important things that's taken a back burner to this challenge has been my relationship, and while we speak to each other daily, free time during the week is at an all-time minimum between his work, my work, and the gym. Over our meal at Tahoe Joe's, we thought it would be a good idea to share with the public what goes down when you are trying to order something healthy and low-fat. Here's what I'd like to have ordered, in my past life. The steak and green beans probably would have been alright, but the mashers and bread (with butter)? Well, let's just say I was thankful for our waiter's accommodating nature.

Just an FYI, I chose the grilled salmon, which was supposed to come with a baked potato, but I opted for double vegetables instead. Yummy!! And I didn't feel like I was missing out on a thing.

We also managed to squeeze in a little exercise after the meal, roaming around the closed Toyota dealership in search of a new truck for my boyfriend. I've decided that a closed dealership is the best kind of dealership to visit for car browsing. Of course, it's a little hard on for the test driving, though not entirely impossible.

Yea, don't get any ideas. . .