Sunday morning, I walked out into the kitchen and saw this.
And then I saw this.
And then I googled “What happens when you eat uncooked corn on the cob?” (Apparently nothing. Sam lived to tell about it.)
Boys are gross.
I want to punch reality in the face
Well, it’s 7:26 a.m. on Monday and I have my “morning after” hangover. It’s the morning after we got home from vacation. Vacation was great,and I can probably do a 15-part series on it, for your enjoyment! I’ll certainly hit some highlights in posts this week.
But at the moment, it’s back to reality. All of our “luggage” is still packed and in the living room:
I have a terrible headache over my left eye, we have no groceries, and the big kids start swimming lessons this afternoon.
I think there needs to be a “step-down” program when you are coming off vacation. I need baby steps, not to have to hit the ground running!
Well, I just heard Sophie’s door open, and the baby’s crying…time to get to work!
To get a preview of ONE of my vacation adventures, go READ THIS from my Uncle Paul! It will get your Monday off to a good start, at least.
No Pain, No Gain?
I’ve recently discovered free group fitness classes offered by my employer on the lunch hour.
Ok, it’s not fair to say I just discovered them – I tried a few when they were first offered (oh, about 3 years ago) but haven’t been back since. A couple weeks ago, though, I gave them another try, and I absolutely love them. I’ve done sports cardio, circuit training, pilates, cardio toning and tai chi (not going back to that one, but the others are great).
So anyway, the problem is that Wednesday’s cardio toning class just about killed me. I didn’t even know it at the time – it didn’t seem TOO bad, and I felt good after it. The class contained about 30 minutes of upper body free weight exercises. And now? I don’t think I’ll ever have use of my arms again.
I have seriously never been so sore in my life. My biceps are KILLING ME. It hurts to lift anything at all. I can barely even straighten them, they hurt so bad. I feel like a complete wimp, but apparently I overdid it and now I’m paying the price.
Ugh.
Oh, and in case you were wondering – since I wrote about doing the Couch to 5k program again… I haven’t run a step.
I am the awesome.