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I was totally prepared to compile an extremely long list of things I learned this week.

Then, I visited Jo-Lynne to grab her link and discovered that she will not be doing a Things I Learned This Week post. I thought I might still post my own Things I Learned This Week because? Did you hear me when I said extremely and long?

I was serious about that.

But I thought about it for a second and decided that I could wait a week and post an extremely long honkin’ list of stuff next week instead.

So.

That decision means that I must come up with something else for today because the eight of you that stop by every morning ready to claim your daily dose of crazy would no doubt show up on the Inmates To Playdates doorstep and be highly disappointed if I didn’t post today.

So.

Man, did I mention that I come from a long line of loud talkers?

I basically said all that to say that I’ll be posting a list of Things I Hope To Do instead of Things I Learned this week.

THINGS I HOPE TO DO TODAY

Take the boys to see the new Chipmunks movie.

THINGS I HOPE TO DO NEXT MONTH

Help McDaddy finish the great basement remodeling project of 2009 2010 (I realize this might be a lofty ambition especially since McDaddy will be doing 94% of the work!) The other 6% excites the crap out of me (picking paint colors, carpet choices, painting, and rearranging the furniture!) though.

Clean out every! basket! in! this! house! (All 137 of them)

Clean out every drawer, cabinet, and closet at the McResidence getting rid of things that we no longer need/want, then taking the stuff to the Goodwill.

Renew my Y membership so that I can,

Reacquaint myself with the treadmill.

Rekindle my relationship with the elliptical

and Relight the fire within me to take off excess pounds.

THINGS I HOPE TO DO NEXT YEAR

Lose at least 40 pounds.

Find a hair gel and hairspray that I can’t live without. (Any suggestions?) I know this seems silly but it is so true!

Be in my bed ready to sleep by midnight every night!

Work on my stupid temper.

Try not to use the word stupid when I get frustrated or aggravated. (Just keepin’ it real!)

Now, where to start?

I’ll try to keep you posted throughout the year to update you on my progress!

Last week I mentioned that the fate of What I Learned This Week was up in the air because Jo-Lynne wasn’t sure if she would continue it. Well, (cupping hands around mouth and yelling loudly) I’M HAPPY TO REPORT THAT THE WHAT I LEARNED THIS WEEK PARTY WILL CONTINUE ON, OVER AT MUSINGS OF A HOUSEWIFE!

It appears that we too will party on, internets!

Excuse me while I find my inside voice.

It has been another exhausting week. I know many all of y’all are tired of my constant talking whining about being overworked and overpaid. Oh, wait I don’t get paid. How ’bout lets just make that overworked.

As I was saying, I keep hoping that next week will be slower. There doesn’t appear to be end in sight though between the PTA, The School Consolidation, The Ladies Retreat, Stevie’s first-ever-report on The Camel, The Fall Party at Stevie’s School, and of course the daily responsibilities here at the company McResidence where I manage housekeeping, nutrition, discipline, entertainment, education, the mail room, appointments, pharmaceutical needs, and hygiene. It’s no wonder I never stop.

My poor van looks like a hurricane has tossed its contents about and I am in desperate need of rekindling my romance with the treadmill at the gym.

But that’s probably enough complaining for one post.

Let me get on with the point.

As if there is one.

Things I Learned This Week… in no particular order…

1. A first grader gets his clothes more muddier at recess than a Kindergartner does.

2. After a little inquiry as to the muddy clothes after the third. day. in. a. row., my first-grader informed me that “the girls chase him everyday and I have to run so fast to get away from them that sometimes I fall.” Wellalrightythen!

3. Fry Pies made in the Amish Country are delightful. A few of the gals on the bus trip this weekend, all bought a dozen pies. I bought one. I have regretted that decision ever since the first bite of fry pie met my lips.

4. First Graders have a LOT of homework.

5. I learned the hard way that when you are on a bus-trip and you pack a bag with a change of clothes, adequate underwear, extra socks and loads of other stuff, you should not leave the bag on the floor because there is a very good chance that someone, somewhere will spill something all over the floor, drenching the bottom of the bag, along with its contents. That whole scenario will remind you that you knew better.

I realize many of you are probably scratching your head at the words ‘adequate’ and ‘underwear’ in that last sentence. I’ll just say that it is one of my many quirks and leave it at that. Only if you know me, you know that I hardly ever leave it at that. The fact is that I never leave home without at least one pair of underwear. I know some of you are hollering, “TMI!”

6. I learned that I will obviously share almost anything on the blog.

7. Nielsen Ratings have no problem calling before 9:00 am on a Saturday morning. If you know me, you know that I detest callers before 9:00 am, most especially on a Saturday morning. Period. I was polite however, because I am being paid by the good folks at Nielsen to complete a survey about my television viewing habits in November. It is safe to say I will not be available during the week of November 12thbecause I will be busy recording the hundreds of shows I watch in my little white viewing book. Oh little TiVo, don’t fail me now!

8. I have been looking for the CARS character, Giovanni for months at the Mart of Walls and the store with the big, red, bulls eye. Apparently, the car is not labeled with the name, “Giovanni.” It is labeled “Ferrari” and it is red. And, if you just so happen to find it at the flea market in the Amish Country, you can count on paying at least double for it. You know, because the Amish folk have to pay for their horses and these days, times are tough for everyone!

9. When your kid has been challenged to peddle 25 tubs of cookie dough to win a ride to McDonalds for lunch in a Hummer Limousine, you will go to the ends of the Earth, (or at least Facebook) to find enough jokers people to pay $14.00 for 3 pounds of cookie dough.

10. A nice even list makes me smile.

That’s it for this week, folks!

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This post is linked to Jo-Lynne’s What I Learned This Week Bloggy Carnival!

It’s been one heck of a week.

Between school consolidation meetings, McDaddy going back to work after successfully reconstituting after the stupid deployment, pre-school starting, fresh grounded faith and an endless list of DVRed material that needed tending  to, I am pooped.

Did I mention that pre-school starts today?

For my almost-four-year-old?

It’s almost more than I can comprehend.

Man, I know it sounds so cliche’ but seriously, where does the time go? Wow. You’d think by now I’d be ready to enjoy some free time, but I’ve learned this week that I’m not as ready as I thought I’d be.

I’ve also learned that when you’re having dinner with the girls at Logans before the fresh grounded faith conference and the group leader gives you a wristband required for admittance, you should probably make for sure that the wristband is on your wrist or at the very least in your purse, or else you might end up leaving it on the table at the restaurant.

Oh, and just in case you are planning a trip to Krispy Kreme doughnuts anytime soon, you should know it is cheaper to purchase a dozen than it is to purchase half-a-dozen. Unfortunately buying more = eating more. Just sayin.

And lastly, when your hubby has a heap, ahem, I mean JEEP that happens to be his hobby, you should be aware that JEEP is actually an acronym for ‘Just empty every pocket”.

And speaking of McDaddy…

He introduced me to a great web-site. It’s great if you’re in search of some great entertainment. It’s called People of Walmart (dot com).

Sweet mercy, I laughed hysterically. There are pages and pages of crazy people. It’s a wonder I got today’s blog post written. Me and the crazy? We are great friends.

Oh, and one more thing.

I’ve learned that after a six-month deployment, 2-3 night away business trips are not that big of a deal.

That’s it.

Head over to Musings Of A Housewife for more What I Learned This Week posts.

Can you believe it?

We made it through the alphabet. I’m a bit sad because finishing up the alphabet on Thursday Thirteen with the letter Z means that I will actually have to get creative with my Thursday Thirteen posts now. You know, other than thinking of some creative way to work the Saturn Sky in to each week’s post. Going through the alphabet meant that I could keep a  running list of words in my purse to use on their particular week. Each post was written after many weeks of brainstorming in my free time.

Or while sitting in traffic thinking of Q words or U words.

I guess all good things must come to an end though.

So, off we go.

1. ZINGER – Anything involving chocolate and icing is my friend. In other words, me and the zinger are friends.

2. ZAMBONI – The big machine that smooths the ice at the ice rink. I just love saying it.

3. ZOO – My favorite animal at the zoo is the giraffe. The thought of towering over all those other animals would be cool.

4. ZUMBA – I took Zumba for a number of months. I SHOULD still be doing Zumba. It is fun and provides a great workout.

5. ZERO – I have zero daughters. And I have accepted it.

6. ZACHARY – One of our six nephews. Isn’t he a cutie? At two years old, he is a huge Yankee fan. I wish Zachary and his family lived closer to us.

7. ZEST – Keen enjoyment.

8. ZIT – Nastiness. Fortunately, I only deal with one about every 27 days.

9. ZODIAC – I am a Sagittarius. I don’t have a lot of belief in the zodiac. On any given day, I can read my horoscope and find something so completely ridiculous, I laugh. Other days, it is right on. I tend to believe they assign those horoscope thingies at random. The only sign I worry about is one that says, Wrong Way!

10. ZEBRA – I’ve shared this picture before, but it is worth sharing again.

11. ZINNIAS – My favorite flower is the gerber daisy, but I like other bright flowers like the zinnia.

12. ZEAL – I think it is obvious that I have zeal and zest.

13. ZOOM - As in zeal and zest to zoom around town in this

*Pumping fists in air in celebration of making it through the whole alphabet for my weekly Thursday Thirteen posts*

Yay! We did it!

I’m open for ideas for upcoming Thursday Thirteen posts. Any suggestions?

Tuesday is slowly becoming my favorite day in blogville.

It is after all, the day Jo-Lynne has designated for her “What I Learned This Week” carnival on her blog, Musings Of A Housewife. On top of that, it is the best night (in my opinion) of television. I love hearing Ryan Seacrest give his best dramatic THIS! is American Idol to the viewing audience just before a great night of singing.

This week’s What I Learned This Week will practically write itself  because I have learned so much. I’ll do my best to keep it short and sweet.

1. When you find yourself running through the drive-through at McDonald’s and must eat your lunch in your van on-the-run, the junior cheeseburger is most likely a better choice than the big and messy, big and tasty. (McDaddy, I know you are rolling your eyes.)

2. When allowing your 3-year old to play in your purse during church, it is probably a good idea to remove the .07 ounce $24.00 tube of abreva first.

3. In the time it takes to read two issues of People Magazine, you can ride 6 miles on the exercise bike.

4.  When visiting your elderly granny (like mine) you might find it fascinating that her weapon of choice against a would-be intruder is oven cleaner spray that she keeps right next to central command her favorite chair.

5. When the hubby asks you to run into the Advance Auto to pick up something, you should NOT, under any circumstances lay your fabulous fossil (leather) wallet on their nasty, greasy, dirty counter.

6. When you list the phone number of an irritating vehicle warranty scam company on your blog, you can expect a large number of  hits on your blog from people who are just annoyed as you are.

7. When looking for cute shirts for a fashion post, you will have better luck if you use the word tunic in your google search.

And there you have it, kids.

Another week of great tips.

Thanks for stopping by Inmates.

Spring Break was officially over at 7:30 this morning.

It’s Monday and I am looking around wondering where the time went. Seriously, the week. It flew by.

Spring Break 2009 began with a trip to the Pediatrician’s Office that resulted in this mess…..

1 ginormous bottle of gatorade [check]
Sinus infection [check]
Ear infection [check]
2 co-pays [check]
4 prescriptions [check]
4 OTC medicines [check]
Loss of sanity [hello, has anyone seen my sanity?]

Oh, I kid.

Maybe.

Thankfully the boys felt well enough to enjoy themselves in spite of the infectious cough crap and the great Spring Break Sickness of 2009. The week found them enjoying playdates, a birthday party, the Wii Fit and a great dinner at Steak & Shake followed by a fun evening at Pump Up The Fun. Oh, and I finally found Easter clothes for them both, too which was no easy task.

Can someone please explain why there are always an estimated 4,934 Easter dress choices for little girls and only 3 Easter sweater/shirt/pants offerings for boys. It’s absurd. And, as much as I liked the pink and blue sweater set at Children’s Place, lets be honest. McDaddy would have my hyde if I put our boys in this get-up for the Easter holiday, especially when I have Easter pictures taken each year which means there would be proof. Could they not have left that little bit of pink off of the sweater FORCRYINGOUTLOUD!!!!

I may or may not be a little annoyed with the whole Easter-clothes-for-boys situation.

I finally got the Wii Fit thing calibrated. My calves are hurting and so far it seems to be a lot of fun. I created this cute little profile (called a Mii) and then I happened to step onto the frazzlin’ Wii fit board.

Oh internets. I did not like what happened next. The stupid machine decided that based on my age, my weight, my gender and my body mass index that the cute little Mii I created needed a muffin top.

I! KID! YOU! NOT!

I watched it happen right before my eyes. Are you kidding me? The stupid thing won’t allow me to be fabulous even in Gameville. It was enough to make me want to throw the board and the console thing right out the window. And, you can imagine my horror when it talked to me in its condescending little board voice. Alrightythen.

Tell me, who? Designed this thing?

I have my opinion, but I’ll keep it to myself.

Ahem! That’s a first, I know.

Anyway, today it is back to the reality that is the public school system.

Early mornings.

Homework.

Pick-up line.

And everything else that goes along with my sweet little boy being in school.

The good news is that two weeks ago, I was at our local Post Office applying for passports for the boys. We are hoping to visit McDaddy sometime in May and I am crossing my fingers that the stars align and that we are able to make the trip. I will keep you posted. We are dealing with the military, so anything could happen between now and then.

We also purchased plane tickets to visit McDaddy’s sister and her family in New Hampshire in June. It will help us pass the time while McDaddy is still slaving away on his 6-month vacation.

Don’t forget to visit the Party At My Crib where I am joining thousands of other bloggers in the Ultimate Blog Party and giving away another fabulous Longaberger purse at the end of the week.

Do have yourselves a lovely week.

Welcome to my humble abode. I’m so glad you are here. If you are one of my eight loyal blog fans, I appreciate you and hope you learn something about me you don’t already know. If you are new here, I sure welcome you to visit any ole’ time. I love company.

For starters, this is my blog. I started blogging in June, 2006 for myself and 200 of my closest friends on mySpace. Back in November, 2008 I decided to take the bloggy plunge and join the blogosphere. That whole Inmates to Playdates thing up there, that’s all true. Before hanging up my handcuffs to be a stay-at-home-mom, I was an inmate counselor at a Regional Jail.

I am 35 and I am married to McDaddy who happens to be the most patient man on the planet. He is a control systems genius engineer and also a member of the WV Air National Guard. He is currently deployed for six months where he is diligently protecting our butts, our freedoms and whatever else needs protecting at his current location. I talk about him often here at Inmates and I so proud to be his wife. I miss him terribly. Oh, and did I mention he is hot!

I have a six year old son named Stevie. He is a cool kid who loves Thomas, Lightning McQueen, Monster Trucks and his beloved DS. He is one of the sweetest kids I’ve ever known and I’m not at all just saying that because he is mine. He is thoughtful, polite and loving. (He’s also very smart but I don’t want to sound like one of those mothers).

I also have a three year old son named Alex. He has two speeds. Asleep. And wide open. It is comical to watch him in action. He loves to run, jump, climb and bulldoze. He also likes Thomas, Lightning McQueen, Monster Trucks and his Leapster. He is sweet, independent and cute as a button.

My boys are the joy of my life and I am thankful for the privilege of being a [stay-at-home] mother. Even though I always thought I would have a daughter, I am thrilled that the boys are the best of friends and wonderful playmates.

As my tagline says, I am a self proclaimed princess who gave up a career in corrections for stay-at-home-mom royalty. I have a truck-load of quirks and I am gifted in the art of conversation. Just ask anybody. I enjoyed my time in jail very much but I enjoy motherhood even more. I have recently began working out and lost 25 pounds in 30 weeks. I love the Saturn Skyand Reality TV. I am also a Longaberger consultant and scrapbooker.

This blog is like a bag of chex mix. Sometimes you get a boring ole raisin and sometimes you get the M&M. Either way, it is my life.

I have talked at length about my funeral, the fun I had while riding in a police car and even pap smears.

Some days I talk about my sweet boys, my hubby or my Jesus.

I do hope you’ll stick around for awhile. Feel free to look around and enjoy my daily dose of crazy. Believe me, there is plenty to go around.

Oh, and at the end of the awesome Ultimate Blog Party sponsored by the gals over at Five Minutes For Mom, I’ll be giving away a Longaberger purse, so be sure and leave a comment on this post.

Thanks for stopping by and do have yourselves a lovely day!

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And the winner is……..

Random Integer Generator

Here are your random numbers:

16

Timestamp: 2009-03-29 00:47:14 UTC

Congratulations, Beth! I will be contacting you by e-mail!

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My prize choices would be – #58 – Kitchen Aid Mixer sponsored by Mom’s Who Think, #123 – Kohl’s gift-card sponsored by The Grotto, #118 – Old Navy gift-card sponsored by Manic Mother, #103 – Surprise Box sponsored by Monkey’s Momma, #91 – Target Gift Card sponsored by Mummy Deals, #89 – Gift Card to Home Goods sponsored by HG Openhouse, #19 – Target gift card sponsored by Shoot Me Now.

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For the past year or so, I have been following what is in my humble opinion, one of the best blogs in blog-land. I don’t remember exactly how I found BIG MAMA, but I was a fan immediately and I read her blog often. I don’t say daily because at this point the only thing I do daily is pee and feed my kids. But, you get my drift, right.

Every Friday, BIG MAMA posts Fashion Friday and each post is lovingly filled with tons of wonderful fashion information. It’s just sad that each week her posts remind me how terribly out of the fashion loop I truly am. I enjoy them none-the-less and know where to go if and when I need fashion advice beyond which color athletic pants best matches my Casting Crowns t-shirt.

If you’ve spent any time at all around Inmateville, you know that my wonderful, delightful, sexy husband is currently on a 6-month vacation to an undisclosed location. [Actually, it is only undisclosed to all four of you, my loyal blog fans. I know exactly where he is but have been sworn to blog secrecy.] Deployment is tough. It sucks, actually. I’ve had a really tough time coping the past few weeks. Today, I decided to did something about it.

I totally thought long and hard about visiting my family Doctor to see about getting some type of drug. Paxil or xanax could probably bring me right out of this funk, but I was hesitant to get that started. So, I decided on a different type of therapy.

Retail. Therapy.

You can’t imagine how much better I feel today.

Here’s a look at what I bought.

First, I needed some new work-out pants. You should know that my work-out pants do double duty. I like wearing work-out pants even if I’m not at the gym working out. Before I show you what I bought, I need to tell you that I am not one of those gals who goes to the gym with her hind-end hanging out of her gym shorts. (yes, it happens).  I am also not one of the gals who wear those cute halter type workout tops. I guess it’s entirely possible that if I looked like that girl, I might wear that cute top, but the truth is I look nothing like her or her girls.

Instead, I usually wear something like this matched with these or this worn with something like this.

What can I say? I am a simple girl.

I also bought several pairs of these socks because really, have you bought new socks lately? Oh my word! New socks can make you feel like a new woman. That, and because they were on sale.

Perhaps the item that stopped my mood on a dime and put a big smile on my face was this fabulous Fossil Purse.

With this almost matching wallet.

I say almost matching wallet because the purse and the wallet are about 1/2 shade off. In fact, the wallet is red and the purse is called fuscia. My OCD would not typically allow for me to purchase such a set, but my ‘have to have it right here right now’ attitude trumped my mismatched OCD requirements.

I had fully intended to buy a Coach purse because really nothing says ‘get out of your funk’ like a new Coach bag. But, I couldn’t find one that I really liked. I did find this Dooney and Bourke though and I came within a second of bringing it home. In the end though, I knew in my heart of hearts I would not be happy with it.

So.

The cute pink fossil purse won out and for now I’m a happy girl.

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My smile turned upside down when I saw this next item. They made me cringe and I couldn’t let this fashion advice opportunity pass me by without introducing you to them. [sidenote: prepare yourselves, this could get ugly]

Croc.

Meet.

Wedge.

I KNOW! I KNOW!

Seriously. Who. would buy. these?

If you have these shoes, please accept my apologies. Run. Right now. And bury them.

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Now, had I run onto a pair of these babies in my size, my woes would be no more. And, I would have added yet another pair of shoes to my already out-of-control-shoe-collection.

These shoes make me smile and I will definately be on the lookout for them. Add some pretty bright pink pedicured toes and these would take me right to my happy place.

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Okay. My fashion well is dry.

I’m happier than I was when I woke up this morning, so, all in all, the retail therapy was a success.

Enjoy your weekend, ya’ll.

So, if you’ve spent any amount of time around here, you probably came here in total anticipation of learning something. Things I’ve learned this week will be up shortly. Let’s live on the wild side for a moment.

I am writing this post because I could seriously use a 250. gift card from Target which is sponsored by Barking Mad.

To qualify for the prize, I am tasked with choosing my 10 favorite posts.

Here are my TOP 10…..

10. Potty Fears and Pap Smears.

9. Unleashing my inner Latin freak.

8. Over My Dead Body.

7.  The Split Second.

6.  The Finished Product.

5.  Y are you naked?

4.  Look at that sky.

3.  13 Things that Tick Me Off.

2.  A [grand] Parent

And my favorite post is….

1.  This is how I Roll.

Now, head on over to Barking Mad to read more fabulous posts!

It all started when I bought my mom a cute pair of capris for her birthday last year. They were the wrong size so I had been to five different stores looking for the right size.
 
That same week, three of my sisters-in-law and I went to the YMCA on guest membership passes so that our kids could play on the indoor play gym.
 
Because it was 47 degrees outside.
 
In May.
 
Anyhoo.
 
While we were there, I inquired about a gym membership and pondered it for a few days while clearing the cost and idea with McDaddy. .
 
So, while I was making one last futile attempt to find those capri pants for my mom, I got the sign I had been waiting for.
 
I was in JC Penney and I saw it.
 
The big “save an additional 50% off on all sportswear sign.”
 
My 50% radar went off and I knew this was it.

I bought this cute outfit in three colors because it was sportswear and because it was on sale. 
 
So, you can imagine how cute I looked when I mozied up to the counter to purchase a family membership.  All the while I’ve got a two-year old hanging off my leg hollerin’ he wants his juice.
 
And a snack.
 
And my keys.
 
I was a sight alright. And, I had a full workout standing right there at the help desk.
 
I signed the kids into the play room and made my way to the fitness center.
 
For starters, I had no idea where to start.
 
The gym attendant was a guy I graduated from high school with and I just couldn’t bring myself to ask him where to start because I was sure he’d inquire about why I didn’t start sooner.
 
Instead I sashayed to the elliptical machine as if I owned the place. That, and because I heard the elliptical burns more calories than the treadmill and it is much easier on your knees. I set the timer for ten minutes and opened the latest edition of US! magazine. I did awesome.
 
For the first two minutes.
 
Then the burning started.
 
I continued for about five more minutes and thought it best if I moved on.
 
The treadmill.
 
It felt really good and I stayed on it for twenty minutes.
 
Granted, I wasn’t running at light speed, but, I could feel my heart rate soar and noticed that beads of sweat had gathered on the back of my neck
 
I decided to try one more thing before leaving.
 
I made my way over to the stationary bikes, plopped down on one and wondered why my legs felt like they were still moving. The bike looked like it was designed by someone a lot smaller than me. It had a wee little seat.
 
I glanced at the two people who were riding to glory on the stationary bikes.
 
It was me.

And them.
 
The woman looked like she had just stepped off the cover of Cardio Magazine (is there such a thing?) and it was obvious she meant business. The guy was in his own little world and I didn’t see one drop of sweat. That should have been enough for me to shag out of there. 
 
Instead, I mounted that monster.
 
And, started off slowly.
 
The girls My thighs felt the pain within mere seconds, but, I stayed steady at level 3.
 
I looked down to make sure I didn’t see flames. After about three minutes, I remembered I left my bottle of water in the diaper bag that I left with the kids in the play gym. I decided it really didn’t matter because the 16 ounces in the bottle would not have been enough. 
 
I needed a keg.
 
Or a water-hose.
 
Kill me. Just kill me now.
 
I’ll cheat high blood pressure right out of it. And kill over right here.
 
Meanwhile, Barbie and Lance Armstrong upped their game.
 
My butt started burning.
 
Which made perfect sense, seeing that the seat was about 6 inches long and 4 inches wide! I wondered how much an ambulance would charge to drive my dead hind-end to the Ville.
 
I slowed the bike down. And tried to breathe.
 
I felt really good afterwards. I felt accomplished.
 
Maybe it was the new outfit.
 
Or knowing that I was doing something I should have started years ago. After my hour workout, I felt good. And free. And after I caught my breath, I made my way to the door without collapsing. (The thought did cross my mind.)
 
I wasn’t sure either of the sorry saps on those bikes would have stopped long enough to pick this ole’ girl up off the floor.
 
My new outfit was soaked. The girls were burning.
 
But ohmyword! I felt fabulous!
 
Which is Y I went back the next day and the next day and the next day.

9 months later I have lost 25 pounds.

And that works for me!!!

Visit Rocks In My Dryer to find other things that might work for you too!