I hate waking up early to be a taxi driver for someone else. Last night after our 'Swim night' at the McG's, I dropped the hubby at the train station forgetting of course, that I would need to pick him up at 5:55 this morning. 

He phoned me 10 minutes before his train was to alit at the station. I painfully dragged my ass out of bed (thanks to Yoga) but I wasn't to happy about this.

When he got in the car, I could see he was still alert and wired up. He opened his mouth to say something but I quickly through my hand up in the air, like I was stopping traffic, and said "DON'T SAY A WORD".   I didn't do this to be mean, I just didn't want any thoughts, worries or conversations to mull over in my head. My only desire was to head straight back to bed for more sleep. Luckily for him he did as I wished. It could have turned nasty!!

I crammed in 2 more hours of sleep and woke up about 8am. I slowly peeled my sore body out of my bed, regretting my brave attempt at fitness. But I'm a glutton for punishment (that must be the masochist in me) because I had a date at 930 with Pinky at the gym and I had planned on attending the 'Fat Burning' class at 10:30am. I was seriously thinking of an excuse to give Pinky so I could have a rest and stay home, when, low and behold, the power went out. I thought to myself "perfect.....this could take me a while to figure out" (it was like God had heard my prayers and commanded it). It took all of 3 minutes and a phone call to Integral to figure out that it was the entire neighbourhood and not just our residence!! Damn!!

So off to the gym  i go to attempt fat burning. The class was a crack up. I was sweating my ass off after a few laps around the room. At one point the instructor had us 'Leap-Froggin' over a massive exercise gym ball. I couldn't manage to spread my legs far enough apart (this was a first lol) to make the jump, plus I was laughing so hard I felt the need to pee. One if my attempts to jump over the ball, I managed to land right on top of the ball which propelled me forward almost crashing into Pinky, who was in front of me. I would have been so embarrassed if Pinky was behind me because I'm sure I looked like a retard!! I burst into laughter. It wasn't a joyous laugh, it was a mixture of humour, pain, and embarrassment. Laughing it off seemed like an appropriate thing to do. 

The class was coming to an end and my body was begging for me to rest. The instructor had us on the ground stretching out our muscles. I was still giddy and laughing. I looked around and the rest of the class were doing crunches. I popped a ball under my head, like a pillow, and watched. My body was finished!!

I hit the showers for almost an hour and managed to walk to my car. At this point, I was wishing my car was an automatic because I didn't have the energy to push in the clutch, but I made it home and literally fell into my bed and crashed!! 

I'm working in the morning so I've resign myself to take a day to rest (it's so funny that I consider work to be a day of rest, lol). 

My body is buggard!!