There Goes My Hero
Today started out pretty good. My calves were still sore, but I went to another step class this morning anyway. It was taught by a different instructor than the one on Monday and all I have to say is "Damn." This woman was a freaking drill sergeant. I was completely exhausted by the end of the class. It was awesome. Seriously, she’s my hero. I am so taking every single class that she teaches. Tomorrow morning is Pilates. It’s actually the first day of this particular pilates class. People were complaining that the one being offered wasn’t difficult enough, so they tacked on another one with a different instructor. It’s being taught by some former Russian dancer. I haven’t met her yet but I hear good things. I am very much looking forward to it. I also have to get a leg workout in at some point tomorrow. I have a feeling I’m going to have to fit that in while I’m on the clock. That’s one of the perks from working at the gym: I always have time for a workout. (But on the flip side: I never have an excuse for missing a workout)
My stomach hurts. I need some pepto. Did you know that they make grape-floavored pepto now? They do. I liked it at first, but now I think it’s just awful. Some words of wisdom: always go with the cherry-flavored pepto.
There’s too much empty space on the couch.
*sigh*
