Showing posts with label Where Arlene tries to destroy the 15 lb tire around her waist; lovely friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Where Arlene tries to destroy the 15 lb tire around her waist; lovely friends. Show all posts

Thursday, September 1, 2011

No bounding just yet

Okay.  So this isn't us just yet...
But we're still trying!

The days are changing and this morning when I woke up for boot camp it was dark.  Ick.  But I got out of bed, and walked to the family center to meet Laura and our trainer. 

She kicked our butts.  But she has to work a bit harder to do that now, in comparison to our first pathetic day.  So while I don't feel like the pup bounding in the first pic, know that we are on our way!



Right now, we both have a little spring in our step as we walk quickly-:).

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

The devil is on my drive home from work

It's been so nice to drive home with the windows open in the evening.  One of the best things about living here is the summer evenings.

And then I pass by it.  I pray I don't get the red light at that intersection.  It calls to me. 

The Rainbo Bread plant. 


The smell of freshly baked bread is just one of those things that is just, well, just magnificent.  It's right up there with onions and garlic being sauteed.  Gotta love it.

So I resist the urge to make a hard right and barrel into the bakery attached to the plant.  Like I need bread.  White bread.  My spare tire will increase from one that's suppposed to fit an economy car to one that fits a Dodge 1500 pick up. 

My biggest food weaknesses are bread and pasta.  If you want to throw some butter into the mix, please do.  But you'll have to wait until I come up for air to talk to me.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Six in the Morning, Pushups and Me

Photos were not allowed as Laura and I wanted zero evidence of our wimpiness. 
This is a re-enactment of sorts - just picture two women lying face down in the grass.

Today was our first Bootcamp at 6 am!  We are, how shall I put it, out of shape??  Yeah, that'd be it.  Laura and I decided we needed a little kick in the pants, you know, a push.  Well we got pushed and kicked all over the park in my neighborhood.  Thank goodness it was early so our humiliation was only seen by the few early commuters.

Seriously, it was hard (never used a 10lb weighted ball before. Ouch.), but it was really great.  We were worn out by the end but it felt good and we managed to do everything the trainer asked of us, even if we did it slowly with grunts and groans.  So every Thursday morning during the month of June, we'll be at it.  Hopefully, I'll be able to post a photo of a pup bounding through the air by the last week!  Yeah.  That'll be us...bounding!