Monday, March 22, 2010

Three weeks until my wedding dress fitting.

Until then:

Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run. Run.

Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga. Push ups. Sit ups. Lunges. Yoga.

Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad. Salad.

Chocolate cake. Mmmmmm.......chocolate cake.

Perhaps another slice?

3 comments:

Danielle said...

spinning?

Yvonne said...

oh yes, there will be spinning. Wanna join me?

Courts! said...

I'm right there with you, but only so you people don't see me as the fat midwesterner I am right now.