GIve Me 72 Hours And Then You'd Better Not Mess With Me

I have mentioned before that Greg and I participate in the BYU Wellness program activities. Part of the reason is that we are supposedly developing better health. The other part is that they pay us to do so. It's not much and, to be honest, I didn't think I could be bought for so little. Apparently I can.

The current activity is focused on strength training. We can choose the areas we want to work on. The idea is to do as many reps as you can of a particular exercise, wait a day or two, then do it again. Sounds rather enticing, doesn't it! I have chosen to do push-ups (yes, the girly-on-your-knees kind because the regular ones kill my knees), sit-ups, and squats. Normally I just go until I can't anymore which has gotten me to about 25 push-ups, 20 sit-ups, and 60 squats (yea for hiking to school and back!).

Wednesday night, Greg decided to alternate between sit-ups and push-ups. He did 10 of one, then 10 of the other, and then repeated the cycle. He did an amazing amount- 70 push-ups and 101 sit-ups. He's been sore ever since. Not being very intelligent, I decided to try the same experiment tonight and I want to report my success. Yes, it's almost midnight, but if I don't type this before going to bed I won't ever be able to type it. I can feel the rigormotis (even though the rest of me is still alive) setting in quite rapidly. My arms feel like my legs did after climbing up and then down all the stairs at the Bunker Hill Memorial. I'm not sure I'll be able to lift them tomorrow. I didn't even get to the squats.

So here's the report. (Drum roll, please.) 116 push-ups and 101 sit-ups. Go ahead and be impressed. I am, at least until morning. In the morning I'm going to feel really stupid. I know this because it is already coming on. My hope, though, is that by the beginning of next week (or maybe next month) I will have some very buff arms and shoulders and maybe be able to sit up on my own. I might even be able to fight off the dog that bit my friend, Lisa, in the backside a couple of weeks ago, but not tomorrow. Until I can move again, I'm pretty much a sitting duck.

Breakfast

It is University Conference Week at BYU. It hasn't changed my life all that much except that they have fed me breakfast twice and I wish we could go for a third. I never eat this good (as in taste, not good-for-you) on my own. Yesterday was a breakfast for new employees and their spouses. We got to meet the administration and had such novelties as banana bread French toast and shirred eggs (looked like poached eggs to me) along with fried potatoes and fruit. Today was breakfast for all faculty and staff and their spouses. There are a TON of people who work there. I never really thought about it before. We had scrambled eggs, waffles, sausage, and granola with yogurt. Best part of both days? There are a couple of bests. First, Greg and I had a "date morning" two days in a row. It's kind of fun to get all dressed up and go out, just the two of us, first thing in the morning. It's a very nice start to the day and I could get really used to it. Second, we had yummy food and I didn't have to cook or do dishes. Another side benefit was that the breakfasts were at 8:00, so Joseph, Steven, and Ryan got themselves to school. I like to walk to and from school with them (both for the exercise and I'm a bit paranoid that some psychopath will get them), but it's very freeing to know they are now familiar enough with the walk to go themselves if they need to. The conference goes for the rest of the week, but my morning dates are over for another year. Reality is that if I have extra time in the morning, and am not woken by offspring, I'll sleep in rather than get dressed up and out the door. Oh well, another reason to look forward to the start of school.