Happy Friday! How was your week? Mine was pretty good. It began with us digging our way out of and through all the snow that had piled up on Saturday, which is particularly challenging when you’re carrying a baby or pushing a stroller. (I did not even attempt the latter since most crosswalks weren’t cleared of massive snow piles until Tuesday or Wednesday.) We made it through unscathed, though, and maybe even burned a few extra calories in the process.
Speaking of burning calories, I tried out a spin class in my neighborhood on Tuesday. I’ve been looking for something to kick my ass and get me into shape, and, since I’ve never “spun” before, I decided to see what it’s all about. Well, this particular class I went to — and maybe they’re all like this, I don’t know — was done in the pitch black. The only light in the whole studio was focused right on the instructor, like a DJ in a darkened club. And she definitely doubled as a DJ. That music was LOUD. So, between the total darkness and the thumping tunes and my general not-so-in-shapeness, I wanted to puke up my guts right from the get-go. And then the instructor, who was yelling out things like, “Thirty more seconds of hell and then two whole minutes of recovery! It’s always darkest before the dawn!”, said that, if we truly felt like we were going to barf, that was our body’s way of telling us to rest. So… I pretty much spent the whole class resting! Right there in the pitch black on my stationary exercise bike. Not sure if this is the fitness class for me, but I bought a 2-class trial, so I’ll give it one more go, anyway.
What else? Oh, I’m getting my hair colored today. I haven’t colored it since before I got pregnant with Jackson and I’ve been wanting a little aesthetic pick-me-up and this seemed like a good choice. My hair has faded a lot in the last decade, so I’m hoping a new shade will brighten my complexion and make me feel 30 again. Or, at least, like a less tired 39. After that, I’m going to see a friend’s dance festival tonight, and then I’m hoping for a solid night of sleep (Joanie is teething though, so this is much more wishful thinking than realistic thinking…). What are you up to this weekend?