How Sad...

The weekend is almost over. It's noon on Sunday. In less than 24 hours I will be at work. *sniff*

The house is... not quite clean. I shall endeavor to fix that situation in a little bit. First, however, since my entire body is screaming for the warm relief that is a bubble bath after the gruelling workout I put it through -- well, first is the bath. (Hail Oh Bath! Bubbley wonderland of contentment!)

I think I broke my Mother today. She wasn't paying attention to her settings, so I upped her bicycle, I upped her walk, and I seriously upped the elliptical... and then told her how fast she had to keep her paces on elliptical and bike. She looked at me afterwards and said: "I've never worked so hard in my life."

Pity that. She did it today just fine. She'll be doing it again on Tuesday, then.

In other news... nothing new is going on. The status-quo really hasn't shifted. Ooh! But I made a discovery -- if I do pilates BEFORE my run, my heart-rate stays lower than if not during the cardio routine. Go and figure! (Yeah, I need a hobby. Your point?)

And that concludes today's post. I leave you all to worlds of far greater stimulation.