Today was a pretty good work out. My legs are going to be so strong. Whenever I finish something I didn't think I could I get up and say "I did it!" Kind of corny, but there is a sincerity in that shock. I am really surprising myself every day. I even have some blistery callusy thing going on with my hand when I had to hold some 30 pound dumbbells, squat to the floor and come back up without lifting my heels up... harder than it sounds. I looked over to Z and said "How many do I have to do?" and he just stared at me so I turned back to the mirror and did more. He then said that he would give me a number later. I lost count of how many I did after 40ish. Then he came over and said I had to do 10 more. Those were the fastest/hardest 10 of them all. I couldn't wait to be done.
Ok, so this is the part where I tell you to feel sorry for me and my callusy man hands :) Now I feel like I work out like a man
Not a lot going on on the Spanish front. I don't always know what's going on when I am doing it. The other day I wasn't sure what they were asking me to do. There were two picture and they had pictures...apparently I was supposed to choose the one where they said Hello. This Spanish thing might take a while.
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