Damn OCD…* I’m going to tell you about yesterday, and I’m going to tell you about the worst trainer in America. I am also going to be a little less sugar, a little more spice today (disclaimer 😉 ). As I told you in yesterday’s post, my trainer was sick. So, for the first time … More The Worst Trainer in America, and “A Menstruating Bear?”: Training Alone, Part 2
Damn OCD. I am training by myself today, because my trainer is sick. I’m not talking cardio, but weights, the stuff I still struggle to learn and feel comfortable doing. I’m fearful but determined. Wish me luck and I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. Love, Marla
Last night at a dinner with my husband, his co-worker and his boss, the conversation turned to a discussion about wives. As the only female at the table it was, to say the least, awkward. But readers, you know my personality. I gave courtesy laughs, waiting for an opportunity to change the subject, or to … More Traveling Marla: “Frontier Wife?”
My new trainer sucks. Okay, maybe not completely, or not much, or at all, really. But it feels good to say it, like somehow I’m getting to take back a little dignity after my clumsy attempts at weight training at my new gym here in Coshocton. I had already prepared him that I would be … More Is Marla Sasquatch?
Was crazy-hungry after leaving the gym again today. Stopped taking my wallet so I have to come back and have something healthful. About the only thing positive about eating dinner alone is that you have full reign on what you make. In my case, I often choose breakfast for dinner: specifically, an omelette.