Can you believe this handsome guy is 90 today?!
This is one of my favorite pictures of my grandparents.
Happy Birthday Grandpa!!
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Motivated Slightly by Jealousy
So tomorrow morning I'm starting a 10 week Extreme Bodyshaping program at Farrells. I am excited to start working out, get fit and drop some pounds. I'm not excited about getting up early to be at class at 5:15 am.
My bestie Lisa has had amazing success going to Farrells and I admit that I was a little bit jealous of how good she looked. Before I signed up, I needed to make sure my arm could handle all the punches so I went to a "bring a friend" class with Lisa. It hurt but I'm a tough cookie and decided to take the leap. After some intense bidding during the silent auction at a volleyball tournament, I won and got the package for almost half price. I was locked in.
We did the always fun picture, measurements and initial testing on Friday night. The only thing I was really concerned about was the mile run. Running and I don't get along so well. I read a quote once that said "If I had to run for my life, I'd die." While I might not be at that level, I really hate running. Although I suppose when you really think about it, it would really depend on how bad the person chasing wanted to catch me...but I digress. The point is that I don't care for running and part of the initial testing was a mile run. I set goals for myself, namely not to finish last and to finish under 20 minutes. Well you will be pleased to know that I met all of my goals. Now if you are a serious runner, just skip over the next sentence. It will not impress you. However, my mile time was 12:45 which impressed me.
My alarm is going to go off early tomorrow morning however I have some additional motivation to go to class. As we were leaving testing on Friday night, one of the guys on my team said Go Hawks. I may or may not have to ask him about the big Cyclone victory on Saturday. Not sure if that's the way to make new work out buddies though...
My bestie Lisa has had amazing success going to Farrells and I admit that I was a little bit jealous of how good she looked. Before I signed up, I needed to make sure my arm could handle all the punches so I went to a "bring a friend" class with Lisa. It hurt but I'm a tough cookie and decided to take the leap. After some intense bidding during the silent auction at a volleyball tournament, I won and got the package for almost half price. I was locked in.
We did the always fun picture, measurements and initial testing on Friday night. The only thing I was really concerned about was the mile run. Running and I don't get along so well. I read a quote once that said "If I had to run for my life, I'd die." While I might not be at that level, I really hate running. Although I suppose when you really think about it, it would really depend on how bad the person chasing wanted to catch me...but I digress. The point is that I don't care for running and part of the initial testing was a mile run. I set goals for myself, namely not to finish last and to finish under 20 minutes. Well you will be pleased to know that I met all of my goals. Now if you are a serious runner, just skip over the next sentence. It will not impress you. However, my mile time was 12:45 which impressed me.
My alarm is going to go off early tomorrow morning however I have some additional motivation to go to class. As we were leaving testing on Friday night, one of the guys on my team said Go Hawks. I may or may not have to ask him about the big Cyclone victory on Saturday. Not sure if that's the way to make new work out buddies though...
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