No news is good news. Right?

To be honest, the past month has been sort of a whirlwind, and even moreso now that school is in full swing. I was able to enroll the Bruiser in preschool - took the last spot available! - so that has added to the back-to-school buzz. It's a good thing though. Both he and his sister love going to school, and the Baby is always wishing she could go with them.

The only clincher is this preschool isn't that close to home. I'd say it's a 20+ minute drive, but then I can't complain because it's almost impossible to get your kid into a preschool program here, unless you're willing to pay up the wazoo at one of hoyty toyty schools, which I wasn't about to do. But the school is very close to the gym, so that's where I have been going while waiting the 3 hours. I guess it's time well spent, but there is only so much you can do at the gym from 9:45 to 12:15. Really. Plus I get there too late to take the 9:30 class, so I chit chat or hop on a cardio machine, which I know will get old after a while.

But ah, who cares... it's still free time. Most especially since the Baby doesn't complain when I take her to Target and she leaves empty handed.

In a couple of weeks I'm going to Rock Hill, SC to train for BodyPump, which is a class offered at the gym. I'm not really nervous about it since it's a class I've gotten to know fairly well since I started taking it in January. And it has done WONDERS for me. It's one of the more popular classes offered, with attendance sometimes topping 50 people crammed into the studio. So we shall see how this goes. It will be good to be paid to work out for a change... might as well since I'm at the gym for so many hours a week. My membership will be free, along with an upgrade. And let's not forget... the outfits are totally cute.

The area manager seems to want me to train for a few other classes when I can. So could this be that my next career move will actually be as a fitness instructor?

Well, I'd be elated if exercise can be that much engrained in my life - to the point where I'd actually be a role model for others since I'll be donning a mic and standing center stage in front of people. But I am also realizing that my bones are starting to ache. I often wake up with a sore back, though I don't really know why. Another instructor told me that I don't allow enough time to recover. Recover?? From what? :) If I don't work out, I'm a major crab... so I suppose it's a matter of finding some sort of balance there. And stretch when I can.

Well, off to bed. I fear that I will return to this blog entry tomorrow morning and find that I was completely incoherent in my last few mutterings. I'll blame the Tylenol PM and too much Chinese food in my belly.