I was up late last night and definitely dragging ass all day. Needless to say, I wasn’t too thrilled at the prospect of a hard workout with Kara the trainer. But, I put on my big girl panties and gave it my best. I was doing walking lunges and she said, “Oh my God, Monique.” I stopped and asked her what was wrong. She said, “Do you have any idea how much progress you’ve made?” I said, “Huh?” lol … with each lunge I did, she said, “Holy shit, Monique,” and shook her head. I didn’t think I was doing anything spectacular but apparently I was, or at least compared to how I used to be. Wheee!

I gave away my bottle of Aleve yesterday … from here on out, it’s Tylenol. Only Tylenol. Honestly, I haven’t taken Tylenol in years so I am going to be confident in its pain-fighting properties! Speaking of, my heel has been bugging me on and off. I think it has to do with (a) the sandals that I wear and (b) needing new walking shoes. I’m quite gimpy though at times. Yuck.

Ok, I need to get off my ass, get the cats clean litter and food, and then get to bed … tomorrow evening, Miss Laci and I are driving to Casa de Lucy for (a) my last drunken weekend for a year and (b) the Foos concert on Sunday. Squeeeeeee!