So many thanks to the folks that gave me suggestions on good workout songs. I love it. I do so good during the week, but then the weekend comes and I gain a pound and a half just by looking at a bowl of ice cream. But it's ok. I think I've resigned myself to the fact that I'll never be skinny minny like [most] women dream about. My thighs will never NOT touch (damn "athletic" build thighs (too bad they're not toned)) and my stomach will never be flat.
But anyway. It would be nice to fit into clothes from a few years ago, tho. ONE DAY! For now, I'll just die as I huff and I puff while on the damn elliptical trainer at the gym. Damn you machinery, daaaaamn you!
I gotta say, tho, it was pretty funny - two nights ago, Owen and I were eating a late dinner (Ryan was exhausted, so he went to bed way early) and we were talking and all of a sudden, he starts singing, "Fix it, fix it, fix it." And I was like, get out, is my kid singing Danity Kane? And so I opened my blog and played the youtube from two posts ago and he started dancing when the fix it fix it part came on.
That kid is funny.
