We made it to the gym for the BodyPump class after dropping off the 3 oldest at school.
I have only done this class early Monday mornings before today.
There is a different instructor on Thursday.
It's strange how the same class with basically the exact same exercises
can seem so different just because there is a different instructor.
It threw me off a little.
Her form was different than the other chick that I'm used to.
Now I don't know who is doing it right.
I just know that it very likely isn't me.
Turns out none of this matters or is interesting.
It's just what I was thinking when I started typing ;).
I had to leave the class right as the cool down started because of
The Joy of Children...
meaning a call from the school that one of my kids needed me to bring them something.
I was going to run a couple of miles after class, but I gave into the kid.
Then we went home and I started on the list I made last night.
My 'the kids are back in school, time to deep clean' list.
(I clean when the husband is out of town- it's weird)
Doing BodyPump and cleaning the house don't go together.
For MY body.
My neck and butt hurt.
I did cross off at least 5 things on my list of 19 things to clean.
Ignore my terrible handwriting.
This list makes it seems like my house must be a filthy hole.
Ha! You'll never know.
At least you know it's 5 crossed out things closer to not disgusting...