"I took the best picture of my ass today."
This is a conversation that happened last night.
"The problem is, you can see ass sweat. It looks really gross."
My husband reaches out, so I pull up the picture of my phone. He recoils. I delete the picture.
30s side to side rope slams
15 band assisted pull ups
10 dumbbell chest presses
2.5 minutes pushing on a powered down treadmill
30s jumping forward and backward rope slams
30s flailing Elaine-esk rope slams
15 squat and rows
60 second planks
I always feel so good after I work out with my trainer. So awake and alive. I wish I could harness that feeling. I used to train in the mornings, and the feeling wasn't as strong. Plus, I whined more. If I didn't have a job maybe I could train at noon and dance around singing for the rest of the day. Stupid job.