Ok, so the other day I mentioned that I didn’t make resolutions this year but I do have goals and a bit of a sketchy plan to semi-greatness. Part of this plan was to start exercising, yeah, yeah, I know it’s part of every year’s plan. It’s also been every season’s plan, every birthday’s plan for the last ten years, whatever. I am working up to it, okay?
My plan last night was to get up this morning when the dog starts barking at 7:15 just like every morning since 1999 when we got our dearest Labrador, Foley. I was going to feed the dogs and then break out my DVD’s that I recorded of the show Shimmy. Twenty four minutes of stretching and bellydancing would be a great start of the day.
Sure, it would but not this day. We had drama overnight, Sully and I sleep on one of those nifty airbeds. I love that bed, it’s the most comfortable bed I have ever had. Or it was until it sprung a leak, so the night was spent trying to get comfortable, along with disputes over sheet and pillow ownership. I finally ended up on the couch at about 3:00 am. By 6:00 I was up because of a cramp in the calf of my leg. Luckily I caught it just as it started to hurt instead of the screaming awful pain of a full blown calf cramp.
I am flexible though, I didn’t get the exercise done this morning. There are still plenty of hours in the day, I will just make time for it later today. I will not be disappointed. Do you hear me? I WILL NOT… alright, I got it. 🙂