Strong Girls ROCK...did you hear?


Isn't it great when someone tells you how awesome you are? What is that? Why don't we believe we are amazing without someone telling us that we are? MuscleMomma and I were really intimidated to start training with Shawn at first. After a week of hearing how "strong girls rock!" and how cool it is to see a woman push through the pain....I think I'm liking this guy! We were so scared he was going to think we were a couple of girlie girls. We're used to working out in a family gym with a bunch of soccer moms, so to go to a real testosterone filled gym was a little wierd. Needless to say we're beginning to feel more at home. We are surviving his relentless pace even though he's not going "light" like he said he would. I have to say I'm a little relieved because I enjoy lifting heavy. I just have to watch my joints because my muscles tend to outpace them and they give me grief.

I.....ate.....cheese pizza....tonite. Okay, there I said it. Now I feel better. I could've done worse, right? AND I only ate two pieces. We had two coaches out today and hubs had to go to his other office, so I was left teaching 7...count them.....7 agility classes by myself today. Therefore, I felt I earned the cheese pizza. Enough said. I know I had to have burned WAY more calories than the ones I ate....so there. Hubs looked at me like I had two heads when I started eating it though. I really wanted to punch him but I just glared and munched on!

Thing 1 is home with strep throat again. Seems the first round of antibiotics didn't take. At least he's not acting like he feels terrible this time. So I get to hang out and cuddle with him all day tomorrow. I take every minute like that I can since him and Thing 2 are about to be 8. They won't let me get away with that much longer. Did you just hear that tear drop????