Top Model starts tomorrow. I'm way more excited for this than I should be.
Don't plan on calling me on Wednesday nights because you WILL be screened out.
Also? These pics? Ugh. I'm sick of them casting this show full of drama queens and crazy fools instead of people that actually might be able to, oh, I don't know, model? I'll still watch, of course!
Any Tyra? This picture is odd.
I need to figure out how to get real pictures in here...
Just 7 more hours for September's 12 of 12!
I have 5 pictures left. I guess I'm going to have to find something interesting to do tonight so you all don't just have pictures of my television!
One day warning! Get out your cameras! :)
It'll be exciting. Wednesday work-day. Wee!
After a too-late evening at Lemmings on Friday, I spent most of Saturday in front of the TV watching The O.C. Most people panned this season as the worst but I have to say that I'm really enjoying it! Maybe it's because I'm a little more removed from the previous seasons--it HAS been over a year since I've seen the show.
Or it could be that I really like Taylor. I think I relate to her. Not the scary mom part, but the kind of crazy/weird/talking to much part.
Sunday I went to the burbs to do laundry (I'm so regressing! Hello?) and have dinner with my sister's family and my dad. Good times.
Jack showed us his Halloween costume. How cute is he?? He's the red Power Ranger. Did they have names? or just colors???
Ben didn't want to put on his costume, but he'll be Peter Pan. I can't wait for official Halloween pictures in 1 1/2 months!
So I joined a gym. Good for me! It's been a long time since I worked out with any consistency so this is a good thing.
My problem is that I'm such a spaz. I can do the elliptical just fine (as long as I don't use the ones with the arm things--those kick my butt) but if I try to run, I practically fall off unless I totally concentrate. Not off the back, mind you, but to the right. I lean or something.
And the running? That's another problem. I can't do it. I tried to do an interval thing last night and after 3 minutes (shorter than most songs on my ipod and some commercial breaks!) I'm gasping and sweating profusely and have to go back to walking. And no suggestions on taking it down a notch on the running speed! I can already pretty much walk at the speed I'm "running".
I'm getting there though. :) I'll keep trying. Maybe in a few months I can re-read this post and laugh at myself. Well, I'm already laughing at myself (as I said, I'm a spaz) but now I can shake my head and be all "oh, she was so naive" or something.
And I started a star chart to track my working out progress. 2 so far. Yay!