Gettin' My Groove Back

The first week of school has shaped up to be anti-climactic...well, at least for me. I kept Trevor out of school again yesterday, but after assessing that his cough/runny nose was due to allergies (hooray for over-the-counter Zyrtec!) I was bound and determined to accomplish some errands...and a workout at the gym I hadn't stepped foot in since May.

It was Trevor's first experience in the gym child care area without a sibling, but he plays fabulously by himself, so it was all good. I perused the possible gym classes I could take and opted for a good, ole-fashioned step class (ya know, like the ones in the 80's!). My only other option was a Total Conditioning class. Um, thanks, but no thanks. While I can call myself a triathlete twice over, I could easily keel over and die in one of those classes. Been there. Done that. NOT doing it again until I can finish an Olympic distance triathlon. And, even then, it's highly unlikely.

Step was fun...groovy remixes of some classic 80s and 90s tunes kept my energy level up. I love that the instructor could really get jiggy with it...surprisingly since this is the instructor whose yoga class I mistakenly took months ago. Her stretches after the step class inspired me to try yoga again...maybe. Yes, Cindy, my yoga-instructor-friend, I may just be addicted to "happy baby" pose the next time I see you in December! : )

The workout was energizing. Afterwards Trevor and I knocked out some "things to do." It was a good day.

Today I feel like I'm getting my groove back. All 3 little Indians are at school. Daddy took them, and he called me afterwards to say, "Trevor is killing me. He's crying and saying he wants me." I asked, "Where are you?" Animesh said he was hiding behind the building. I can just imagine the funny scene...Animesh looking like a secret spy...peering around the wall to catch a glimpse of his son. I told him to leave...listening to Trevor cry is just making him feel worse, and the school would call if Trevor became more hysterical.

No phone call so far.

I just returned from a run. The Rock-n-Roll 1/2 marathon is 2 months away. I cannot get past the 6-mile mark. I think I've already decided that I like triathlons way better than this running stuff. Excited for my next tri in a couple weeks. Let me swim! Let me bike! Let me run--very short distances!!!! But this endless pounding of the pavement is getting to be a little monotonous.

Hmm. I'm already registered and I've already worn my Rock-n-Roll t-shirt so I guess I'm not backing out now.

At least I've got this song to get me through this week's running miles. No way I cannot be inspired seeing how fab Madonna looks at 50. Maybe this week I'll bust a move in the grocery store like they do in the video. On second thought, if you spot me doing this, kindly ask me to stop. Please.

Any other great workout songs you can suggest? My Ipod needs a makeover.

Gotta run---I've only got 4 minutes to save the world, so I'd better start crackin'.