Oh, Lad was in a good mood since we started later (8:15am class) but that quickly changed as his workout progressed.
Me? The one who wanted to sweat? I got off easy due to the hand.
This is before the swelling, however.
So not only am I humbled in having to do a wimpy workout, I'm more humbled that my hand COULDN'T EVEN HANDLE THAT.
Then I had to wait...forever...for that yearly visit all girls hate...
That deed done I reward myself with a new office.
Prescott's Courthouse Square. 85° degrees with no humidity made it sooooo pleasant in a strappy sundress.
I did my eNews work and stopped in at my FAVORITE restaurant, Nastee Dogs. Stephen MADE ME sample a dessert Nastee, The Tastee.
Life was definitely looking up at this point, until I noticed my hand.
Well, it's likely rebroken.
Joy.
At least it's colorful...?!
No workouts for two weeks, sans hiking.
I guess it's a good thing I shoot better with my left, eh?
Fitness Quest. Gaining weight as I wait for the hand to heal.
UGGGHHHH.
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