Hey Hot Shot, Where'd Ya Get Those Shoes?

Alright Kids, K and I are back and better than EVER!

Next week we begin a 30 Day Break-Over program and we are so excited. We know that it will be hard and in fact have been affectionately referring to it as Hell-Week 1, Hell-Week 2, etc. You get the idea. It has 6 exercises and each week you add something new.

I'll give you an example:

Walking Lunge
Week 1: Regular, with dumbbells Hold a weight in each hand, arms at your sides.
Week 2: Pulse 1 to 8 to 1Step forward with your right foot, holding the weights by your sides. Pulse up and down once while knees are bent. Bring your feet together and step forward with your left foot. Pulse twice. Work up to eight pulses in a row, then turn around and headed in the opposite direction, work your way back down to one.
It just keeps getting better and better...

OK, now that we have all of our new items of business finished we wanted to give you the scoop on our gym excursions the last week and a half.

The other day while getting our sweat on, K pointed out this guy. It was one of those moments when you walk through the door and if you are Angelina Jolie the wind blows your hair perfectly and you look gorgeous and amazing. However, if you are A and K it's more of a 'the wind blows out one of your contacts and you get dry eyes and tangles' instead. He was B-E-A-UTIFUL. Were talking Zeus beautiful, he is a Greek god we swear it. If it helps you visualize maybe think of him as Apollo the Sun God. Honestly this guy is a young, hot Brad Pitt (now you get my Angelina reference) only taller and hotter oh and blonde and tanned and muscular and we better stop now. So we gave him a name. He is called Motivation. Yup that is right Mounsuire Motivation. ( You have to say that last part with a terrible French accent, and then ask K to tell you her French jokes.) He is the reason K wears earrings to the gym. Are we blushing? Today A noticed that he was wearing highlighter yellow shoes and his shorter, less attractive kind of chubby friend was wearing bright orange shoes. We sort of wanted to ask him where he got them just so we could find out if he has a little girl voice, people can't actually have it all... can they?

So now that we are 'properly' motivated, we can only hope that he has a twin brother... or maybe a half brother that happens to be poly... we'll call him Poseidon and he'll be the reason A wears lip gloss to get her interval training on.