i can barely move from last night’s body combat class…at the gym, our membership includes the exercise classes…so I took advantage of one…body combat was kinda like martial arts…set to music…then sped up to include as many reps as possible. in the beginning, I tried to remember my forms…but half-way through the class, I was just trying to keep up with the music…damn the 2:2 dance beat. Kicks, punches and then ab work. Ow! But I totally needed it after pigging out on the rich food from London, Rome and Paris.
Ok…now I’m going to a yoga class…hopefully it well help with the sore joints.
Mark looks up from his laptop and smiles at me….like he came up with something brilliant and horribly cheesy….
he said: “Kris is the area of a circle because without her, my life would be a giant hole.”
And he curves his hands to demonstrate…
I also got this e-mail form Wes…
Is he saying you are round like a circle? That’s not a very nice thing for
a husband-to-be to say … or maybe you’re the area around the center of his
circle … that’s a little better … oh wait a minute … kris is the area
of the circle … area = pi * radius squared … radius = q and/or t …
you’re a pie cutie? do you eat a lot of pie? oh wait … qt*pi
nerrrrrrrrd humor … speaking of which, are you back here for the holidays?
I found the perfect gift …
it’s nice to start of my day with some giggles
