Week 13

I was really needing some inspiration today. It had been waning for a couple of weeks. I found it, yes, once again, from Cindy. When I took Jadyn to daycare Monday morning, she handed me a card saying, "I've been carrying this around for you." My hopes were high. I was expecting a really sweet I'm-so-glad-we-are-friends card. (Don't ask me why; I should have known better.) What I got was this:

Front: Remember: You're in good shape as long as you can still touch your toes!
{OK, so far I'm feeling pretty good, my toes are in reach}
Inside: Using your boobs doesn't count.

AW, MAN! And I was feeling so good about myself, too! Just the inspiration I needed. With the campfire hit "Do Your Ears Hang Low" resonating in my head, changing the anatomy of the song of course, I double bagged my pectoral area in two sports bras like a bag full of canned goods at Kroger and off to work I went. (Sea World had just returned the bras with a nice thank you note from the shamu training staff.) I walked. I jogged. I lifted weights. I did jumping jacks. I even stepped up and down on that &#@% wooden box without anyone telling me to and kept up with my own time! I did incline sit-ups and even worked my abs hanging from the machine that held up that little old guy with the twig legs and the black-socks-with-white-sneakers. BRING IT ON, BABY!!! I'M READY TO TAKE ON ANYONE OVER 80!!!

In case you couldn't tell, I'm branching out during my workouts. I would have said "spreading out" but that is between my workouts and the reason for working out in the first place. I'm pushing myself a bit more and feeling motivated again. I even went twice in one day!

I must admit one thing...The double bagging really helps. I thought I was going to have to walk around the fitness center with a football helmet on my head.