On the way home from the gym, we stopped to get some fresh-squeezed OJ, from the orange truck guy. One bottle = 30 NT, but you could buy 3 for 100 NT. Some deal, eh? I'm not sure who was falling for it, but not us.
Tonight at the gym we tried something new, Body Pump. I now feel pretty much exactly how you might imagine: tuckered out! I was trying to explain to Kathleen what the class was like, and I was telling her "You use one of those stick-thingys." Carolyn was walking through the living room at the time, and inserted "It's called a barbell!" Perhaps a sign that it was a bit advanced for me. I was fine on the lower body, which is strong from so many spinning classes. But my little wimpy arms never get any attention, and by the end of class, they were shaking even when I was just trying to stretch my arms overhead! Now my arms start shaking when I try to brush my teeth. Ooow.
Check out two new additions to my side bar, a word of the day and the Nichoson clan crest.
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