Adventures of a Midwest Transplant

Thinking About…

I’ve decided Tracy Anderson is a robot. But not a terrible one who will take over Earth and enslave us all. More like a cross between Rosie and the fembots.

She was so efficient. Like a caretaker in her own way.

The original sexy party. Sit down Stewie.

The fact that she’s a robot is the only thing that can explain how she does those workouts so mechanically.

I’m feeling up to the challenge of getting through an entire routine, but I have my doubts that I’ll be able to get it by the time I’ve finished my tenth day. We shall see.

On another note, I’m so glad to have this weekend off. It’s been unexpectedly busy at work. They’ve called in people who were off and even on vacation to help with the extra load.

I love my job, but I’ve been so drained. I’m emotionally, mentally, and physically drained. I just want to be given space to recuperate. But that’s not going to happen.

With two weddings to attend this weekend, in addition to two shows for the husband, there’s no rest for the weary. My only hope is good sleep. I’ll certainly be tired after doing these workouts I’ve been doing.

I’m still positive about work, this workout plan, and getting to hang with my friends this weekend. That positive feeling I just buried under weariness. I don’t even know if this post makes sense.

If it doesn’t, thanks for staying until the end with me. How’s your weekend looking?

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