Just WORK, Dammit!

Thanks to javablack for additional guidance on the image thing. I will whirl it when reaching the abode this eve.

Yesterday...WHOA! what a day. Taught my first regular 24Cycle class at the Irving 24Hour Fitness...yep... at the delightful hour of 6 AM! So that means I had to lever my ass out of my watery nest at 5AM, pry my eyeballs open and put on a happy face for 9 bright and bushy club members. Then off to the shop for some heavy lifting, cleaning, rearranging and a little more heavy lifting. Leave the shop, straight to the Bedford Sport to teach a 6PM 24Cycle class to 15 hungry, stressed-out, professionals who are looking to me for a nasty work-out.

I got about 15 minutes into that evening workout and I didn't think I would make it. I was bushed. Man I had to fight for that one. But made it to the end, slogged home, thrust some BARS down the ol' gullet, tickled the birds and dogs, fell asleep during halftime of the Panthers/GreenBay game...despite John Madden's commentary.

Yeesh!