Let's talk about a love-hate relationship. Her name is Shar. The game is exercise. Holy Schamolee y'all! Shar says yesterday, "wanna workout tomorrow?" Sure Shar. Let's do it.
My body was pretty sore from Jillian's workout yesterday. To make a long story short ('cause it's late, i'm TiRed and I wanna go to bed), Shar and I rode our bikes up Every hill we could find in town today. And we live in the mountains y'all. Not around the mountains. IN the mountains. Therefore, as deductive reasoning leads you to conclude, we biked up some BIG Ole' hills today. And lots of them. My quads were BuRNinGonFiRe!
We get back to our cars and I am WhiPPed. And Shar says, "let's go run now." Ah hem? Sure Shar. (whattheheckisshethinking?) "Lead the way Shar." Ha. BAD answer! She loopy-dooped me around the same daggum hills and mountain sides and then some, FORRRREVERRRR! Each hill we climbed and each turn we made that led us away from our cars, I wanted to reach out and smack her. But I couldn't. She was too far in front of me. So instead I just yelled out, "I hate you Shar!" :) I'm so sweet.
Ya know that gazillionth hill I didn't want to run up? Yeah, well, Shar literally smacked me to make me keep running. I said, "Shar, I'm gonna have to wa..." - SMACK! "I hate you Shar!" FINALLY she let us run back to our cars. HALLELUJAH! Or so I thought.... Ha! Shar says, "Oh yeah! We need to do push-ups and crunches." Ohhhh My GoodFreak'nGollyGeeWhiz Shar! And so we did.
The woman is a machine. A Scary scary machine. But I don't hate Shar. Not even a little bit at all. Even if she did almost kill me. The truth is, I LOVE a good hard workout. I LOVE having a workout buddy. I LOVE having someone to push me. And I'm SUPER DUPER TIRED!
Goodnight loves!
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