TGIF

Wow. A lot has happened in the 24hrs since I last posted.

I survived Bootcamp. yep. I lived. And I hate/loved it so much I decided to sign up for another day. That means tue and thurs I will be being tortured at the YWCA. All for a good cause for sure...those pesky last 10 lbs from my pregnancy. Bye Bye LBs.

Michael Jackson passed away. While the MJ that I loved has long since been gone, all the memorials being broadcast brings up so many memories. My very first record to ever buy was Thriller. I so wish I still had it. Dad...is there any way it is packed in a box some where?

Farrah Fawcett - another icon. gone. While she was at her prime slightly before my time, I do remember Charlie's Angels. She is a part of history and will be missed.

Hope to have a fantastic weekend!

Drop and give me 20...er 50

Today after work I am going to boot camp. I am terrified. See, I am a manipulator. I have worked with several personal trainers in the past. But I always can control them. When they say do 15...I talk them into only doing 12. I am really good at it. Even though in our first meeting, I tell them I am a manipulator and that I need them to be hard on me and not let me get away with it. I always do.

That is why I had a doula at Evelyn's birth. I knew I wanted to have a normal un-medicated waterbirth. Dan and my midwives knew what I wanted. But I knew that I would still be able to manipulate them to give me the drugs. Even though deep down, I didn't want them. My doula was able to keep encouraging and supporting me. And I did it. No Drugs!

I digress.

So, boot camp, today at 5pm. I have a feeling Tim and the others (class limit 6) will not let me manipulate them. That is why I am scared. But it is a good scared. I need to be pushed. I need the extra 10 lbs OFF of my body. I am now 14 mo postpartum and can no longer use it.

Will post tomorrow if I don't die tonight.