But then the bad news... up .4 pounds. Again. I must like that number!
Tonight was strength training turn again, so my workout consisted of:
- Yoga poses (the first 5 to start). I attempted the very last pose that I had just unlocked, but when Andrew stuck his feet behind his head, I knew I was out of my league so I quit mid-stretch and told him what he could do with that pose.
- Advanced step class to break up the monotony of abusing my various muscle groups.
- Strength training (the middle 5 and the first 2 on the last row, some leg stuff, some arm stuff, and the odd ab thing thrown in for torture)
- Advanced hula hoop (this was supposed to be a reward for my hard work - ice cream would have been better!)
- Yoga (two that I hadn't unlocked yet)
- To finish off the workout, the creepy zen game again. This time I lasted 32 seconds... way less stable. Of course my cat was rubbing up against my legs so I think I can conveniently blame her for my inability to sit still.
Then, because I'm a cheater, I weighed myself again and had gained .6 pounds. An hour of sweating and I gained .6 pounds. Crazy. Where's that ice cream?
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