Life just kept getting in the way for spin class the last couple of months… and honestly, I’d rather knit or draw.  Cheeky of me, I know.  However, there is this exercise thing I feel obligated to do on a semi-regular basis given my rather generous proportions (according to current medical guide lines).  In the last year of spin class at 2x/week I haven’t lost any weight.  I have no clue if I’ve lost any inches.  But, I sweat buckets (I mean get dewy) and have amazing blood pressure now.  Something is happening.  Weight loss is just around the corner, right?!  Snort.

That being said, I didn’t get to sleep until 3am this morning, and this was my first time back in two months.  I am “wrecked” as my neighbor so delicately described it.  I started a pastel drawing and kept fighting the urge to scout out horizontal spaces for a nap.  Even the floor was looking good.  My daughter Miss E graciously offered to sub for me today while I park my poor bootay on the couch and knit on that everlasting cowl.  (I’m on the last skein.  I will finish it soon; I promise!)

It tickles me how much energy is in this photo given my current state.  Miss E did a wonderful job of portraying movement and excitement.