confidential to you-know-who-you-are: i know what you say is true. and i thank you for saying it.
ok, back to what you're really not interested in. . .
never one to turn down the suggestion of my friends at the neighborhood ymca, today i found myself taking a cycling class instead of my mundane eliptical ritual. when i walked in, brian, the always-smiling-morning-scan-your-card-guy, coerced me into the last spot. a 50 minute class, i was watching the clock about seven minutes in. holy moly. that was some workout. i'll definitely give that another go. it's followed by an optional 20 minute core class, but i was jonesing to hit the weights with my newfound knowledge from my class on tuesday. i might've overdone it a smidge and did a number on my right trapezius. so now i smell like icy hot.