Sometimes, after a very long day, if I don't get up precisely at the moment I think to myself, "I'd better get up off of my ass and work out," it simply won't happen. With increasing frequency, this moment arrives with me still in my work clothes, which generally consists of khakis, jeans, or skirt, a little knit tank camisole, then some kind of t-shirt on top. Plus a load of jewelry. So, I'm looking around my family room tonight, realizing that the flotsam of the last two days' spontaneous workouts are scattered around the room. Basically, I start with what I wear to work, and end up with a pair of workout pants that I've changed into while jumping around in front of the TV and the camisole; by now, t-shirt, shoes, and various pieces of jewelry have been scattered to the winds.
Keepin' it classy.
Breakfast - Atkins bar and a misto
Lunch - another Atkins bar
Dinner - chicken/sour cream/cheese dip situation
Exercise - BW Booty Shake, with aforementioned clothes strewn everywhere.



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