"I've decided that perhaps I'm bulimic and just keep forgetting to purge."

-- Paula Poundstone

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Don’t touch me

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Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

Holy shizznit.

I started throwing some Body Sculpt classes into my routine last night.

My arms were shaky as I lifted my hands to the steering wheel to drive home last night. And this morning, I feel like I’ve been tackled by the entire Detroit Lions defensive line.

(You hush. The defensive line is actually good this season. I’m certain their tackles hurt.)

As you can see from the picture, I had excellent intentions during class with 3-, 5- and 8-pound weights.

By the end, however, I was doing all 3-pounders and secretly wondering if anyone would notice if I just did the motions with no weights.

I kept the weights, however, after gym owner Gary yelled, “Heyyyy! Misty’s back!”

Hard to hide after that.

I also learned a valuable Mom Tip yesterday morning: If your 2-year-old runs to you yelling, “Ewww, gwoss!” do NOT smell his finger.

Have a good day.

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