3 And 3

My realization last time did not actually occur. I did not go to Pump Thursday night, I was in a weird funk all day. I did attempt cardio on the treadmill while watching Ugly Betty later in the evening, but the air was still not working properly and I only got in a little over 40 minutes. I did, however, make it to Combat again last night. And to make it somewhat okay for me to splurge on margaritas and chips and salsa and other yummy treats tonight, I went to Combat and Pump this morning, back to back. That means that since last Sunday I have attended 3 Pumps and 3 Combats. This is a first for me! The two Combats in less than 24 hours was tough, especially trying to follow it up with Pump. I didn't attempt hard weights with my triceps or biceps.... my arms were killing me by then. I can't wait until the launch songs are over though (okay, only the shoulders in Pump and the lunging legs one in Combat). It will be nice to mix it up again. Anyway, I am now off for a picnic and a "special" shopping trip with Don. I have no idea what all this means, but if he takes me to someplace like Victoria's Secret he's gonna get slapped upside the head. All I know is that I'm trying not to think too much about it, or get my hopes up and accidentally act disappointed when all he was trying to do was something nice for me. Obviously, if you know me at all, I am very bad at hiding my emotions, so we'll see how this all works out!