The above photo was hurriedly snapped earlier this week on my birthday. As you can see by the big red bull's eye in the background, I was itching to get inside my home-away-from-home and then on to my favorite sushi place.
Yep, this is what 47 looks like....
But not for long.
I began Bootcamp workout classes this week. I'm not positive if I'm the oldest (probably), but I'm definitely the slowest and the most out-of-shape. I ache in places I forget existed. And after this morning's 6:30 run/walk/sprints in 19-degree temps, I don't ever want to see a potato chip again.
Well, I'll keep y'all posted. Right now, I just want curl up with a bunch of fashion magazines and romance novels.
