I think I was dreaming
Last night, I had a bit of a funny dream/sorta’ nightmare involving Will Ferrell and that stupid half-ball thing. Would you like to see that torture device I bitch about constantly?

It’s called a BOSU. Imagine balancing on that damn thing on one foot with the ball-side down, one knee up with your thigh parallel to the ground. Then add doing curls and shit with two twelve-pound weights. Yeah, that’s what I was doing yesterday.
This morning I woke up with the most ridiculously sore lower abdominal muscles known to womankind.
And at 11:00, I have yet another personal training session with that guy who tried to kill me. Yes, two days in a row to make up for the fact that I was out of town and missed my appointment last week.
I’d say maybe I shouldn’t have had three glass of wine, stayed out late dancing, and finished Happy Hour sushi sometime after 1:00 a.m. last night, but then that would mean that I wouldn’t have had the most bad-ass time that I’ve had in weeks. It was worth it… but I think I won’t tell Will Ferrell why I’m so exhausted this morning.
Current Mood:
Cool
Tags: exercise
March 5th, 2010 at 11:40 am
LOL! I’m glad you had such a great time last night. Sounds like it was a blast! Good luck with your personal killing session… :-*
March 5th, 2010 at 2:13 pm
I don’t see how you balance like that on that thing! I would fall and bust my butt.