Made it through my Butt and Gut Blaster class at the gym last night, this time without passing out. Eating something during the day certainly helps. I love the way I feel when I work out, but I hate hate HATE the gym. I think it balances some chemical in my brain.
Aug and Sept they're having a contest to see who can attend the most classes. I get 10 points for bringing a guest. If you're even remotely interested in going to the gym, watching hot members of either or both sexes (chicks + yoga = SCHWINNNNNGGGGG!!!!), or taking a class with me, let me know. I have oodles of time. Oodles. The ones I try to make are Power Yoga, Butt and Gut Blaster, and Pilates. Best of all, the first class is free. After that you'll have to get a fake ID and wear a mustache or something.
My experimental cake last night turned out pretty tasty. Secret ingredients were Bailey's, pudding mix, and chocolate syrup. I ran out of milk. Happy birthday marcaie.
Time to hit the gym once again. Woot!