BodyPump class – 1 hour
Another killer of a pump class tonight. Therefore, I’m quite expecting my ability to not walk down a flight of stairs without looking like a complete moron, to be shoved out the window. So for the next 2 days I will avoid stairs like the plague.
Last night’s run was cancelled. I met a friend for dinner and although I arrived home at averyreasonable time, I decided I would have an early night in, and enjoy a good, un-interrupted sleep. Ha that’s a good one. Did I get what I wanted you ask? No.
It could have been the mussels I ate at dinner, or the poutine, or the flatbread. Or quite simply it could’ve been the fact that I combined the most outrageous selection of foods that made my stomach scream “Are you freaking kidding me?!”. And that dear sir, is exactly what my stuck-up stomach did: woke me up out of a deep, sleep, and forced me out of bed. Needless to say I spent the better part of the night making best-friends with the toilet. Good times.
BTW, just a fun fact for the day: did you know that a cheetah can run the length of the CN Tower in 17 seconds? Huh. Note to self, don’t get caught
running from racing a cheetah, cause you’ll lose.