Weight Lifting Is Where It's At!

The English major ended a sentence with a preposition; we'll just call it "decorative" writing. Truly the title is true! I've made it one week into my alternating workout calendar. I would post it here if I could, but the site where it's housed is throwing fits. Here's a break-down:

a butt-kicker through and through!

Monday, August 13th:

Lots of fun, but not for those choreographically challenged

Tuesday, August 14th:

Janet is lovely, but tough. This one is easiest on my knees.

Wednesday, August 15th:



Thursday, August 16th: Daughter's 12th birthday party (I did enough running around to get my cardio in, truly!)

The express wasn't enough. I look forward to going through the entire workout next time.

Friday, August 17th:



Saturday, August 18th: On a weekend away with hubby.

Jane is awesome! The 80's outfits rock as does the wonderful music.

Sunday, August 19th:

Sandahl makes this a good workout, but some of the moves are a little rocky.

Monday, August 20th:


The weight is coming off slowly, but my body is changing. When I was just doing Turbo Fire (which is great, don't get me wrong), I think I was just shredding away at my muscle mass. I apparently need all I can get because things are happening in a very good way, now. I look smaller, I can see some definition and some of the flabby is disappearing. Tomorrow, I'm doing "Jane's" Abs, Buns and Thighs workout and Wednesday, Volume 4 of the The Firm. The rest of the week will be devoted to moving and unpacking boxes. Ugh! I'm looking forward to the move but, again, not the packing and unpacking part.

My weekend away with hubby was unexpected and oh, so sweet. He was initially planning to visit with a friend on Friday night. The friend is being deployed for a year and the boys were having a going away party for him. I told hubby that I would take the girls to the drive-in to see ParaNorman. This would occupy us nicely while he was away. He left to train his client and then his plans were to leave after this for the party.

I received a call after his training session. At the time, I was in the midst of doing Z's hair. He says, "How much more do you have to do?" I told him. Then, he says, "Tell the girls to pack an overnight bag. I've decided I want to spend time with you tonight." Really?! How wonderful! He went into a spiel about how he'll never know what day it was I found him stranded at the mall, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. He said that it was hot and that he felt like it was the end of summer when it happened. Whether it did or didn't, he admitted that he began pursuing me directly after that day. He aptly named August 17th "Chase Day" in honor of this.  What a softy.

So, we dropped off the kids at his friend's house and drove to Ogden. We stayed at an Express (which serves a pretty tasty breakfast in the mornings), then went to dinner at Texas Roadhouse. I had the grilled BBQ chicken, while he had the road kill. I also indulged in a "Skinny" Margarita. It was okay and was sufficient in giving me the light buzz I was looking for. I asked him if we were going anywhere else and he said he just wanted me to himself. Right on!

Back in our room, we had cocktails and watched a bit of HGTV. We will have satellite again in our new apartment and I have a feeling we'll be on that channel non-stop again. We were pretty bad addicts before. Now, with our own, personal house-hunting only two years away, it will be over-the-top.

After our weekend, we picked up the kids and all went to the movies to see ParaNorman. It's very cute, but has some definite PG moments. It was actually a little jolting to me in some parts and I'm a horror moving queen! Both my girls (6 and 12) enjoyed it. When the six year-old doesn't take a potty break, that's a sign of a good, kid movie. They were even pretty liberal with some of the jokes. The times they-are-a-changing.

I guess it's back to packing for me. We're running out of boxes, so I've put my name down at the local grocery store for more. Tonight we'll bid our side-by-side refrigerator "Adieu". Why doesn't anyone want our twin beds? We've sold everything else! Let me know if you're in the market.