I haven’t had one of these puppies in ages. Perhaps it’s because I tossed my blender in the move. Perhaps it’s because it had worn it’s welcome the last time I was in a Green Monster phase. We’ll never know. … Continue reading
One hour of a super sweaty at-home kickboxing session. SCORE! I did the first half of CD 1 from CBC‘s Jam’n Cardio Kix, then a bunch of my fave advanced routines (you CBC ladies probably know exactly which ones I did). I only stopped because my floor was too sweaty to keep going. Perhaps round 2 later? Or maybe some muscle stuff..
I AM wearing my super awesome-y shoes that always pump up my workouts
Layla is back to normal. Stretched out on the bed, her drooling subsided.
And now it’s storytime. First, a picture of my non-wrinkled, non-botoxed forehead:
You’ll see why I posted that pic in the story (Sidenote: I hateeee that stupid little freckle in the middle of my forehead. At least it keeps me symmetrical.)
SO, back to the story. In elementary school, we had a teacher, Mrs. Mazur, who taught math and spanish for 6th, 7th and 8th graders. She had this reward system where she would award tickets (like raffle tickets) for those who did well on tests, performed their dialogues correctly, or who were well-behaved. The students could then use their tickets to buy things from her closet. She has candy, school supplies and cheapy little toys. Usually an A on a test would be 4 tickets, a correct answer to a question would be 1 ticket, etc. Me, being the weird student that I was (still am), I decided to save all my tickets throughout the three years then redeem my billions of them upon 8th grade graduation. I had saved over 300 tickets by the end of 7th grade (turns out she left before 8th grade for me to redeem, but I digress) Anyhoo, I decided to really WOW her in math class by going up to her and telling her I could make pi. Confused, she asked why I would tell her that I could make pie. Was it apple? Pumpkin? A-HA! I revealed my super fancy trick that got me EIGHT tickets. EIGHT. Behold the glory that is PI:
This story has been brought to you on behalf of Pi Day (3.14). I decided to forego an actual pie story/recipe. I’m a nerd. WOWZA.
Any of you folks out there sore? Apparently I neglected to stretch after yesterday’s killer workout. Oy! The shin splints, however, are courtesy of the hilly walks Layla and I have taken the past few days. Without fail, I always get shins splints when I take her for walks. Whyyyyyyyy?! Ah well, it’s worth it. Layla gets her exercise and I get to creep in people’s windows (relax, it’s during the day so it’s way less creepy.)
What I have noticed on our walks is that a lot of people place their TV in front of their huge front window. People, I have news for you. If you need something to block your view or prevent peeping toms, buy curtains. There. Unless people find it design savvy to have passersby see your sweet TV hookups. I’m not going to look into it, I’m not that interested.
Oh, and I saw a house that looks almost identical to the one I was born and raised in in Irvine, CA. Not that you care.
Last night we had an impromptu fire. Tyler suggested it because winter’s practically over and he still has a lot of wood left (haha). What he really meant to say was “Jen, because I love you and I know how much you love fires, I’m going to start one for you tonight.” That’s what I heard, anyways.
No clue what’s in store for today. Some type of workout, some type of food, and maybe a funny story or two.
Question: What’s something that you do every day?
(besides brush your teeth. That should be done twice, anyhow.)