I got to the gym at 5pm thinking spin class started at 5:30. I lifted weights near the welcome desk and waited 10 minutes and they passes still hadn’t been set out. Policy for the Y here is they put out the passes 30 minutes in advance to give everyone a chance to snag one of the 30 or so bikes. I decided to ask the front desk staff what the deal was and then they set them out...for a 5:45 class. Ok 15 minutes may not sound like that big of a difference, but James had to be to work at 7 pm, so it made a ton of difference for my evening plans. I would have just gone for a run but I hadn't even brought my headphones or iPod so I decided to do some random strength training (lunges, squats, abs) while I waited for class to start. It was worth the wait- Hollie is one of my favorite spin instructors and she delivered an amazing workout to a packed class. I wedged my bike near the back of the room cause I knew I had to sneak out a little early to get home and switch duties with James. I still have "Barbra Streisand" stuck in my head- that dance song, not the actual singer. By 6:30 my legs were jello and I had to head home.
The girls were in a mood last night too. Normally working out totally calms me down and makes me fairly patient, but last night they were pushing my limits. They decided to un-decorate the tree, which I expected, but Macayla (4 yrs) decided to throw a Minnie mouse ornament and it broke into 3 pieces. Then she proceeded to pull the ottoman over to the side of the couch so her and Bailey (2 yrs) could jump over the arm of the couch and roll down it like a makeshift slide. 8:30 was nearing and I decided to put them to bed, I was tired myself, and end the craziness. Before taking them upstairs I turned the oven to 350 to bake some of the pre-made cookie dough I bought from a co-worker's son's fundraiser. Once my little love bugs were tucked in I went back downstairs to peace and quiet....and turned off the oven. Small Victories :)