I've been going to the gym 3-5 times a week, and this is my 4th week. Sometimes, I leave feeling like I kicked butt... and other times I leave feeling like I had it handed to me on a platter.
Tonight was one of those nights I felt like crawling to my car.
Isn't is suppose to get easier?
Maybe I am just tired. And it's ONLY Monday. And it was only ONE zumba class. I'm afraid doing two tomorrow will really test me. Or maybe it was because I woke up feeling iffy, with a sour stomach and it just stayed with me ALL day.
I guess we'll see. ZUMBA. 8:30AM. Tomorrow. I got this. Right?
In other news... I ponied up and bought new shoes... or rather... I ordered them because they didn't have anything in my size in women's. The sales guy... SUPER pushy, and I didn't appreciate that since a different guy at the same store the day before was so nice and helpful and NOT pushy. This new guy was trying to get me to spend WAY more than I had planned and to "just buy men's shoes" because they had them in my size.
Well, GUESS WHAT!? I. AM. A. GIRL. I want a girls shoe in a color other than blue, black, grey or red. So, I ordered a neon pink, white and lime green pair of shoes. Nice and bright like I wanted-- a BIG difference from any other shoe I have. They should be here in a week.
Alright. I'm gonna go try this thing called sleep. I hear it's what normal people do.
Goodnight!
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