Me to the Power of 24

Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning, Grace and I head to the gym. I drop her off at the kids club and run upstairs. On Mondays and Wednesdays, there is an aerobics class I like to frequent called Turbo Kick Boxing (or TKB to the regulars). If you've ever seen the commercials for Turbo Jam on TV, this is the same program. I LOVE IT! The hour usually passes quickly, and before I know it... I've jabbed, hooked, uppercutted, roundhoused, and danced my way to a happier me. The class isn't offered on Fridays, so I have to resort to other favorite gym activities. Grace and I then get home in time for her morning nap, and I get to shower in peace (an amenity nice enough to get me out to the gym everyday if I could). Of course, things come up and I'm not always able to keep a regimented schedule. Today, for example, Gracie's shift in sleeping patterns (read: non-sleeping patterns) last night led to a late start this morning, and I missed my morning window. C'est la vie, n'est pas? We'll have to find another kind of exercise to do together today so I can keep on track with my fitness resolution. And I'll be looking forward to TKB next Monday morning.