Well, I tried that Pilates workout.
I. Hate. Working out.
(Every time I say that, I think "You should write a cover to "I Love Rock and Roll" with that theme....)
I hate feeling like I'm failing. It's probably the absolute worst feeling ever. In the moment of not being able to achieve a particular move, all I can think about is how I'd rather do some disgusting, smelly, downright gross task over putting my body in so much discomfort and not even be able to get the move right. I don't even know how to explain it to you. It's embarrassing. And pretty pitiful.
But I attempted it. And somehow my abs are sore today. So all my flailing around like a dying worm actually did something I guess. I can't believe I thought that wouldn't be too hard... (If you're lost, I'm trying this workout plan for three weeks. If I can handle the humiliation that long. And you all think that last sentence was a joke...)
In other news, I started our Christmas letter, but haven't been able to work on it too much lately. I unpacked my crocheting and was able to get back into that tonight! And I've been working on finding a new auto-back up for my phone pictures (so far the flickr app seems to be working pretty well) because the Google+ app stopped working. I also want to get Christmas lights up and find another way to do some Christmas decor at our house--it's our first Christmas here and I'd love to make it festive!
Now to stop procrastinating through this post and go do that arm workout..............