day 69: stop the presses!

I actually went to the gym today. I know. Can you believe it? I not only fell of the wagon in these last 2-3 months. I hit a pothole, flew off the wagon, and landed in a cactus patch.

But I'm back! (At least for today).

I went to a Pilates class. It kicked my butt! My body feels like a noodle and I'm actually tired even though I didn't sweat a drop. Weird.

P.S. I couldn't find my heart-rate monitor strap this morning...if that's any indication as to how long it's been since I used that thing. It's gotta be in this house somewhere...

Cassandra