First, I want to say that I'm sorry that I haven't blogged in awhile. I was in Florida part of last week. I know, I know. Everyone hates me. Everyone including all of the Florida "blue hairs" (senior citizens) that had to witness me squeezing my fat ass in to a bathing suit after gaining 10 lbs.
"Look Betty! I didn't know they had whales in Florida! Look at the one laying by the pool!"
I had a good time with my family despite my aunt's speech impediment (you know who you are) and the fact that this same aunt uses a porn store as a landmark.
"Oh! Yes! Turn left at the smut store!"
Anyway, I'm still recovering from my trip. I've been exhausted for the past week. (I'm tellin' ya, partying with your mom, going to bed at 9:30, really takes it out of ya.) I'm trying to get my energy back and tone up alittle (ok, a lot) so I've been going to the gym on my lunch breaks. Today, I was laying on the mat doing side crunches. I did one side and went to change position to do the other side of my body. I somehow managed to turn myself around ended up being in the position to do crunches on the side that I had already done. What the ...? So, I'm laying there for a sec thinking do I flop back onto my other side again? Do I play it off and just do another set on this side? Then I'll have to do 2 sets when I flip to the other side! DANGIT!
"Look Betty! There is a whale flopping around on that mat in the corner!"