YEP! IT'S MONDAY ALL RIGHT.

I got the kids off for their first day of school and headed to the gym.  This trip would kick off my back to school celebrations, but I found myself entering the gym with less than adequate enthusiasm.  Still, I knew I needed to exercise so I gave it the old college try.

I started off on the bike for a warm up while I waited for the Pilates class to start.  Then I did some abs machines and finally, a nice relaxing mat pilates class.  Too relaxing, in fact.  The truth is, it was so boring I wanted to poke searing hot nails into my brain just to stop the torturous monotony.  Instead, I got up and walked out fifteen minutes into the class.  I HATE pilates.  Good to know.

I have been unusually tired lately, so after putting a turkey in the roaster, I laid on the couch for a short nap, and if I have the energy later, I'm going to try the kickboxing class this evening.  I'll have to let you know how that goes, but all in all, I'd say I probably worked off my Luna bar breakfast.

I really can't claim more than a few hundred burned calories for this morning's effort.  Sorry to disappoint, but that doesn't mean you don't have to try too.  You need at least a half hour of exercise to match me.

Okay, I went to the kickboxing class and it wasn't bad.  I can tell it's going to be hard on the knees, and I'm not just saying that because I looked like an epileptic duck.  I really don't think it's my sport.  So far the spin class is the best bang for the buck, no stress on any part of the body, except the mind.  I really have to talk myself into going and then into staying there.  Ik.  482 calories burned.