Don't climb the pedestal

Wednesday-1:10 weight training I got got a killer workout at AVC.  I hate jump ropes.
Really.
Thursday- 45 min spin class 

I seriously got my booty kicked this morning.  I use to ride my bike for hours right?
Right?
I didn't just dream I was an Ironman, did I?  

I was a red faced pile of sweat after 45 minutes.  45 minutes! 
I loved it.  
Feels good to get a lung searing, leg burning butt kicking sometimes.

I thought sweaty leg syndrome
only happened in the summer.  

But for everyone's sake I hope they get some fans or something goin in that room or we'll all be swimming out the door next time.
This girl can sweat!

Tuesday I was all, "look I can cook a great meal and organize"!
Domestic Goddess is my name and being domestic is the game! 

This is his, I should still be sleeping face.
Or his, how are you the one in charge, face.

 Wednesday I fell flat of that pedestal.  That's why I never climb up there.
Never.
I started by sending the teen to school an hour early.  Teens love that.

Seriously dislike laundry.
Folding socks is at the top of the dislike list.

I stared at laundry for a good part of the morning.  I tried to use the force to get it done but my Jedi mind must be broken.

So we avoided the situation and went to the park.
Ahhh it was a beautiful day to play cars in the dirt.

And visit the neighborhood horses.  
Every city has a random ranch in the middle right?
Zoning laws, what?
It's the wild, wild West!

The day was looking up until it was time to pick up the cars and ..... what the?  Where the heck are the cars?
He buried them riiiiiight there.   I dug and dug but couldn't find them.
Honestly, did he move in an backhoe when I wasn't looking?  Geesh. 
One lucky kid is gonna hit the jackpot one day.

Then it was on to a healthy dinner of fish and Quinoa.  Scratch that.
Hot dogs and Quinoa.
You don't wanna know what happened to the fish and I'm not ready to talk about it.

Then the kids started a poll rating us on our performance. 
Allegedly we are falling short in some areas.
Weird.

It's like they don't trust us or something.