I Just Got Kicked Out of Boot Camp!

I kid you not, I, Christina White, was just kicked out of Boot Camp.

I've been taking this small group personal training class beginning at 6 am M, T, W, and F using Boot Camp fitness principles and I loved it! So much that I was getting my lazy butt up at 5:30 to be there. Today was all about running. We were running a circuit with a steep hill run, .25 mile trail, and push ups.

On my 3rd pass down the hill I turned my ankle. It was stinging a little so when I got to the push-up portion of the circuit I did them without putting pressure on my left foot. Our instructor was not happy with my decision. He started talking about the Biggest Loser and how people fake injuries to get less of a workout and then over his shoulder said "you should go see a doctor if it hurts that much." I answered, "I work at a hospital so I'll get someone to check it out there." He then starts getting aggrevated and saying, " it really hurts that much." I couldn't answer because I really had no clue I just knew I wanted to give it a break before I started up that damn steep hill. Next thing I know he yells, Go Home! I'm flabbergasted, what the hell is going on?? All I did was favor an ankle for a 30 second break. Next I here, "Get home I'm refunding your money we don't want people like you working out here."

So there I was getting chewed out in front of the rest of the class. Totally embarrased by a 20 something muscle head for taking a break. I wanted to cry - I couldn't believe I was getting booted from an exercise class. What was even worse was I got my ass up at 5:30 to get yelled at!

So I guess I'm back to Bally's and $120 richer. This crap only happens to me!

Welcome Wagon

Sooo here I sit in Denver. The rain's starting to come down much harder than earlier today and the evening is getting away from me. My tendency to procrastinate is getting the better of me. I told many of you that I was going to start a blog this weekend, and that I'm all over. It's he work I took home to do this weekend giving me the hairy eyeball from the dining room table that I'm desperately trying to avoid.

The weekend was full of ups and downs...the house went on the market forcing me to wake up at OH god it's too freakin' early, so I'm not caught off guard should a realtor want to show. (Down)We took Jennifer out for drinks and fantastic conversation - sure it wasn't the traditional embarrassing drunken, bridal party fest that most brides-to-be are subjected. But I think it fit Jennifer to the tee. Feisty converstation, great food, super drinks and the warm sense of love and comfort from friends who are over the moon excited for her. (Up) It's the first of the month, so every bill I have is due. (Down) How the hell did I manage to make that mistake, isn't there some way to space these things out? Did I mention I was putting off working from home this weekend? My dormant profile on Match.com got some hits this weekend. (Up) But I'm not willing to pay $40 a month to get rejected from senior citizens looking for a little "chocolate love." (super duper extra Down)

So here's the deal glockenspiel...I'm the worst with keeping up with friends. I don't call enough, I don't write enough, and I most definately don't visit enough. But I swear on the success of the Nittany Lions (oh now you know I mean business) it's not because I don't love you. I sure do. It's just cuz....no excuses, just a bad reality. I've let everything come first...no more...no more I say! I'm going to let the joy of technology bring each and everyone of you back into my life. So those of you near, and those of you far-far away take a few moments to check in and see what I've written for you. Because honestly this blog is for you, I'll write each post with you in my heart.

Oh this is going to be fun! Thanks to Meghan, my techno wizard, I couldn't have done this without you.

Damn the Steelers are looking AMAZING in the 4th quarter.