My attendance last week was... well, spotty. I went Monday... I don't remember if Sarah worked Sunday night or not, she might have. I think she went, though. We may have gone together, I don't remember. I didn't go Tuesday... my buddy Mark was taking the day off of work so it was our 'hang out' day... got caught up at his house, watched a couple of movies in his home theater, etc. Wednesday I went at 9:30, had a good workout... then in the afternoon Sarah was planning on going to 5:30. Well, around 4 or so I was feeling pretty good and thinking that Emma was home anyway... Alex and Joshua were going to be napping so... hey, I might as well go in with Sarah, right? So I did. Justin's wife had run the 9:30 class and she was there when we walked in the door at 5:20, too... as I feared, she thought it meant that she was too easy on us at 9:30. I told her I was just so energized, I had to do more. As Justin feared, she didn't buy it. Turns out though that I kind of tweaked my left shoulder that morning, apparently, because it hurt worse and worse through the 5:30 class (with Randy). But I just love the left-right-left-right combos doing jab-cross-hook-uppercut. Fun stuff, man. I was WIPED Wed night, though. But that was a good day.
Thursday I got in for bands. John had his whole family there (wife Alyssa is a member too, and kids walking around... cute, even though they're John's kids). I did my usual 'barely get through one set of abs and then be worthless the rest of the time'... did my terrible-form lunges thanks to my turf toe, etc. Afterward, I turned in my signed 'thanks for firing me' documentation over at Trane... yay.
Friday was a busy day... Sarah was working that night and we were having Mark and his family over for dinner, so I let Sarah sleep in and then all the stuff to get done in the afternoon meant I didn't make it to Friday Funday. Similarly, I didn't go Sat morning so Sarah could get to sleep when she got home from work, since she was also working Sat night and we were going to my parents' for Christmas on Sunday so we wanted her to get as much sleep as she could Saturday. So... I haven't worked out since Thursday. I FEEL very inflexible, weak and fat. The scale (which I shouldn't ever look at, of course) says 314 this morning, so... it's almost like I didn't gain last week at all. Which is weird since it was like... cheat week. Cookie's at Mark's house... cookies Friday night... Cookies Saturday... cookies at Mom and Dad's yesterday. I think the cookies are all gone, but we're driving to Iowa tomorrow for Sarah's family Christmas. I need to do some shopping today and should pick up some protein bars while I'm at it. I got more bottled water so I can get back to hydrating. I had dreams about boxing last night, though, I really really am looking forward to kicking this afternoon again. Just hope I don't hurt my back!!! yay for Ibuprofen.
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