Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I miss Sarah
Dang stupid economy and ward splits disrupting my lifestyle. You see Sarah and I walked a few days a week for a while. Her faster than me most days and me wanting to stop sooner than her all days, but we did it.
Then I got pregnant and switched to throwing up everyday - its good for the abs I tell ya. Then life happened. We still walk every once and a while. Sarah still walks a lot because she is awesome like that. We mostly walk together when we need to exercise our mouths more than our butts.
Now she works, and Kyle works ALL THE TIME so I can't leave my crew as easily. IT SUCKS.
Did I say I miss Sarah? Oh yeah I did. But I also miss the walking - I know, no need to comment I can walk without Sarah... I do some, but not enough. Our ward does a workout thing too that sounds awesome - ask Chrystalee. But alas that is when Kyle has his second job. And I am not good about exercising at night. His second job is at home but... I like to be with him - I am totally smitten like that.
So through the grapevine I found out about a chick that does a free aerobics class at one of the Mckinney church buildings. You can bring your kids with you. So I went today. I left with the prayer that every fat girl has in her heart when exercising in front of skinny chicks:
"Please Lord don't let me make a fool out of myself - and if willing help me finish the workout -
So I went, I DID IT - it was great and I am excited to keep up with it. Now I am on the hunt for a yoga mat for the post aerobics crunches and what not. So anyone know of the best deal? I assume the $10 one at walmart unless you all tell me it sucks.
And next workout I think I am taping down my boobs. Those things are a pain. If I could check them at the door I'd work out a lot more I believe. Can you imagine that? Yes I am done working out can I have my boobs back - yes they are the double D hangy ones...
I still miss Sarah though. I used to call her the second something popped into my head. Now I have to try to remember what I was going to tell her. Not so easy. My head has a natural "mom of four" limit to it. Its sad really...
I am going to bug her so much this summer.