Big Day

Ok so I accidentally got a trainer today. For a whole year. Not sure what exactly it was about me that screamed "come goad this chick into paying for fitness guidance!" (Kidding... it was my lack of ear buds and pathetic attempt to run...and probably the fact that that's the ONLY thing I do at my gym) but over strolled Nick to tease me about my long run and lack of anything else. He then coaxed me to give up early on that and go do some plyometrics with him. I kinda wanted to kick him in the middle of it. He was not too bashful to point out that my rolly-poley self was sweating more in his 8 minutes than I had in my 28 minutes of running. I may have sworn at him a couple of times too. But he was a good sport about it and before I knew it I was signing up for a years worth of training.

I will be working with this beef cake guy named Taylor. He is kind of massive. It's a little scary. But he seems nice so I'm going to try to withhold any judgement. Operation Skinny Bitch starts Tuesday... let's hope I'm not a fool.

I'm boring even myself...

Lately there hasn't been a lot going on in my day-to-day life that's worth even blogging about. My work days are long and less than interesting (I'm still in the phase where I don't have a strategy, I'm not playing to win, and I'm just trying not to screw up too much).

I'm trying to prep for Jen's wedding this weekend (and prep for Manhattan!!!) and I'm maybe 25% ready. I have made my "bridesmaid bag" and wrapped her present. I have picked out my rehearsal dinner outfit. I have packed...nothing. Pressure is mounting. I did get my hair trimmed, deep conditioned, and blown out this evening. It looks amazing. Beverly is a wizzard. Bless her. I wish my hair looked like this every day.

Before I peace out for the weekend I also need to rally the troops (and by this I mean e-mail my flag football team). I am missing our first game (sad pants) and our kickoff party (super sad pants) but I want my team to rep well! Team Awesome Sauce needs to show up and throw down even if I can't be there clapping at weird times and cheering for the littlest accomplishments. Fingers crossed there.

And finally, my car is still awesome. :)