TURNED INTO THIS:
I went to Body Sculpt today to continue my quest for Michelle Obama arms (sort of seems like you actually have to stick with strength training and not just get gung ho for a week then forget about for two months for that, but whatev). I went once before and I was terrified to go back because it was so intense, but this teacher just basically did a shorter, less intense version of body pump, with a million rest breaks. Kind of a workout but also kind of a waste of time but there were literally five people in the class so I felt I needed to stay. I did a little ellipticalling after to actually get my heart rate up.
After the gym I laid at the pool reading. This may be my number one favorite summer activity.
It was so addicting that if I were one of those weirdos who "forgets to eat" I would have forgotten to eat lunch, it was that engrossing. Luckily my body has this special built in reminder called hunger.
I met up with my biking group for the last time (the group isn't continuing through the summer) for an 11 mile bike ride. We went up a killer hill (the same one as last week), then for some reason decided to do it again.
It's ok because apparently I love hills now. Saturday's race wasn't enough for me so I signed up for a 10K called the "Dreaded Druid Hills". I think the name says enough. It's this Saturday. It was the siren's call of women's sizing and moisture wicking on the race shirt that sucked me in. I may regret this.
Does anyone else find it annoying when people "forget" to eat? I mean, I understand being too busy, but I just don't understand how you can honestly forget. Also, can you tell me more good books to read this summer?