Wednesday Exercise

Crunch: Fat Blaster, the Next Step. Approx 30 minutes step aerobics.

I love the instructor on this disc, Kendell Hogan. I've seen reviews that say that this is really his *only* interesting performance, but also that this reflects his actual in-class teaching style. Man. I'd love to go to that class. Of course, I am an acolyte of TammiLee Webb, who, while a great instructor with good routines, is the most boring instructor on the planet. Of course, people like that about her, too. She's not so peppy and crazed - very calm, soothing. Boring. Mr. Hogan is sexy and graceful and masculine and subtly funny and encouraging... *is wistful for aerobics instructor*

I do find this tape also weirdly creepy, though. The women in the class are also great to watch. Charismatic, various body types. But all genuinely pretty. Not an ugly one in the bunch. And the only other guy in the room is the percussionist. I feel like it's Kendell and his Healthy Harem...

Was surprised that I felt "up" enough to exercise this morning. The Barbarian was awake til 10:15 last night. I thought I'd be dead this morning.

Also, yesterday I think I was under 1800 calories. I'm usually happy with my diet if I hit 1900-2000. So 1800, or maybe slightly less, without too much hunger-feeling. That's a good day. I was on my way to a 1500 day, which I don't try to do, but a 1500 day is a bonus, so... But Barbarian kept me awake, and I finally gave in and had a before-bed snack.

It's true what they say. Sleep more, eat less.

But! On this, which should be a hormonal anger day, I'm feeling great! Yay!

OMG. You all hate me now, don't you!

*hides*

Hey, Where's Vote Obama?!

We have a fair number of spiders around this place.

There's one guy who's been hanging out on the wall by the stairs to the upstairs. You know, the huge, open white wall that goes up to the upstairs ceiling? He's a bulky, dime-sized guy who motors around on there. He stands out. He's kinda menacing. He only appeared there this morning. He kind of startled me, but sometimes I can be very live and let live where spiders are concerned, and I was in a let live mood.

However, I forgot to warn AG33 about him. He comes around the landing corner and down the stairs and give a very manly "Ah!!!"

To which I yelled over from the kitchen, "Oh, sorry, should have warned you about him!" Then, I put on a deep, menacingly-cheerful spider voice and said, "Vote Obama!"

Which for some reason was TOTALLY cracking us up all the rest of the morning. As we went up and down the stairs, whenever I saw the spider, I growled, "Vote Obama!"

Well, this evening, our friend, Vote Obama, was hanging out in the stairs again. But I noticed he had a friend, scampering in a distrubingly active manner over the step.

I was feeling less live and let live. I stomped him.

Then I said to AG33, "I just killed a spider. I'm pretty sure it wasn't Vote Obama... Yeah. I killed Vote McCain!"

AG33 said, "Are you suuuure?"

And then, as I was going up to tuck AG33 into bed, I noted that Vote Obama had disappeared.

That's when my live and let live goes out the window. They're OK as long as I can see 'em...

*glares around suspciously*

Vote Obama!