Yikes! I have no idea what to expect from this morning.
I’m headed out to meet a trainer at Muscle Beach. I thought this might be a nice idea for a blog, but the closer I get to my training time, the more I wonder, “What the hell was I thinking? Swarms of tourists pass the training pen daily, stopping to snap photos of these Arnold-esque dudes, and I’m going to be in there, doing what…pumping peanuts?”
Oh gosh. Okay. I can do this. Really.
Not sure if I’ll get back in time today to post pics, or if it will be tomorrow, but…
Here. I. Go.
Love, Marla
