Battling the Self
There’s always something to tend to or someone, especially when the kids are out of school! Mommy this, mommy that, honey here, honey there. STOP! I get sucked into it, it’s a vicious cycle. I try to fit just one more thing onto my to do list, push my workout time another 30 minutes and by the time I know it, the day is gone. I’m tired, it’s late and the barage of excuses go on and on! Needless to say, working out is just not coming easy to me and it’s been going on for quite some time. Boy have I got some junk here and there. Whew! Lot’s of booty and thighs. I’m a very healthy latina right now. And this PMS thing..ugh. The minute I woke up this morning, my left ovary was threating to burst out of me. I did get my run in today, unfortunately, no time for weight training. Today is better than yesterday and although I’m not thrilled about it, it’ll have to do. Of course, I did make time for a a corny joke for hump Wednesday.
A woman in labor is screaming profanity at her husband. He says, “Hey, don’t blame me! I wanted to stick it up your a#s, but nooooooo that might hurt!”
