Found some cutie out in the barn this morning.
Yesterdays exercise class wasn't the boot camp, but a step class (no push ups at all - yay).
About 20 minutes into it I had no idea how'd I'd make it another 40 minutes.
Somehow I did though and actually felt like a million bucks afterwards.
Thrilled that I made it through the class somehow my mouth said I'd do a kettle ball class tomorrow.
What was I thinking?!?
Moving today is pure agony.
Funny story for ya.
After the exercise class I knew if I stopped moving I'd be hurting so I kept busy weeding the garden, hanging laundry out, and cleaning.
About 5ish Chyann says lets go ride.
Great I'm in, but have to change quick.
My closet is a mess.
I've got a thing for pants and have them stacked on the floor.
The other day I was hunting for a particular pair and tore the place up looking for them.
I grabbed the first pair of Levis I saw and put them on.
Turned out this was a pair of pants I'd gotten in 1996 - no idea why I remember that, but I do.
Vintage 501's with the button fly and red tab.
Now I'm thinking - This exercise thing must already be working cuz I shimmied right into them.
Yes they were tight and I definitely filled them out as I never had before and they felt weird because of the high waist, but I kind of liked that high waist - less junk hanging over the top.
I was marveling to myself that I could still wear these pants when I bent over to pick up my shoes and ripped the ass right out of them!
Anywho, we had a fun ride.
Forgot the camera again though.
Have a good day :)