A Sore Subject...

We somehow magically arose at 6:00 am today, crept past a flock of sleeping roosters, and got laughed at by a group of bats, who heckled us for daring to be awake before they'd even started thinking about going to bed!

Dee decided to hop on the Gazelle for 20 minutes, crunching out 1.4 miles, while I opted to take the morning off and lay on the couch with my eyes closed, brimming with moral support. :) I think I'll try to push for adding some exercise 3-4 days per week, and she'll be going for a bit more than that.

After dance rehearsal last night, and kicking the exercise back in, Dee has become quite QUITE sore... but I guess it's a "good" sore. It's an "I'm accomplishing something awesome" sore. Mine always seems to be an "I could have slept for HOW many more minutes?" sore... :P

In an effort to liven things up, we've gotten ourselves some uber-trendy Zumba discs to blend in with the Core Rhythms, and we may have to give them a go this weekend...

If we still have any energy left, that is...

--Jay :)

Is my alarm clock even awake that early?

We got up early this morning. To exercise. What... in... the... world...? (It was Dee's idea!) :-D

Yes, our trusty alarm clock blasted out a whine at 6:30am... a time I've become unfamiliar with since parting employment with a big-box retail outfit over a year ago. The store used to open at 6:00am, and I seem to have strange, horrible memories of waking up around 4:45am most mornings... *shudder*

She skipped and I trudged out to the den, where she burst forth with 20 minutes of Core Rhythms while I "Gazelle-d" half a mile in 11 minutes. Then: breakfast, shower, work, coffee. Here we be, no worse for wear. It's amazing what you can (be forced) to do if you put your mind to it. :)

--Jay