Guess what we did today???

So, we did it. Andrew and I finally joined a gym. I am so excited, and even though Andrew is probably not as excited...he's still acting like it! When I was at Carolina, our workout center was incredible. Camille, Jennifer and I used to do aerobics at "the Strom" all the time. I remember those days (and situations) fondly...

1. There was the time where I had to leave the class in the middle of the jump rope session because my bladder control is that of my mother's (which isn't saying much.) I haven't even had kids yet, and I'm doomed. I think it's from holding in so much during high school. You don't use the bathrooms in high school unless you smoke. At least, that's how it was at Greenwood High.

2. There was the time to where "Wanda Workout Queen" was all in our personal space, and I almost had to deal with it. Well, I did ask her to move. I'd like to say that I asked her nicely, but sadly she had me so annoyed that I failed. She was mean, too! Oh, I wish I could go back in time and not be so annoyed...oh well, you live-you learn!

3. There were the times where Camille and I were all about our Kickboxing and the instructor, Bronwyn. We just loved her. She was in law school, and so athletic, and we just wanted to be just like her when we grew up. Well, three years later...and (drum roll) I, at least, am still out of shape. Her influence didn't work as well as she'd hoped. I bet Bronwyn's not out of shape. She was the best kickboxing instructor ever.

4. There were the times in kickboxing where Jennifer did the most awesomely hilarious shoulder rolls in warm ups. That's all I'm going to say.

5. There were the times where we completely blew our workouts by eating poorly afterwards. Yeah, that was fun!!!!!!

So, I'll keep you posted as to how the "shape up" process works out. Andrew has to go over to his parents' house tomorrow to find "work out" shoes. Yes, it's been that long for him! Also, he informed me tonight that he had some "And 1" shorts that he could work out in. Seriously? I think I was in middle school the last time that brand was sported! He said tonight, "What are your plans for tomorrow? Cause, I'd like to be able to walk the next day!" Precious! So, here we are-- the 26 year old, washed up, haven't-played-sports-since-college-intramurals girl and the 30 year old, washed up, preacher who has started to go gray since the last time he pumped iron. Well, all I can say is that this should be interesting. Stay tuned, my friends.

P.S. Andrew wants you all to know that he's still underweight for his height, which I'd like to add is easily accomplished when you're 9 feet tall and nothing sticks to you. I would also like to add that underweight does not equal healthy. Thank you, that is all!