Good Morning, Sunshine!

Honestly, I barely remember this morning's workout. I rolled out of bed, into my workout clothes, and sped downtown. One of the girls in my group has taken to greeting me with "Good morning, Sunshine!" whenever I arrive late. It makes me laugh, because that's what my mom would always say to me, given my particularly unsunshiny personality in the morning. I'm really lucky to be working out with such a great group of girls. Everyone has a pretty positive attitude and is really good about encouraging each other. I didn't know any of them before this and it's turned into a nice get together every Monday-Wednesday-Friday.

At first, I was worried, because they are all smaller than I am. As in, I outweigh each of the girls by 30 - 100 pounds. The girl who only weighs 30 pounds less than me is almost 6 feet tall, compared to my 5 feet 5 inches. I thought that I was going to be constantly lagging behind and feel embarrassed to workout in front of them. I didn't expect them to be so dang nice and to be struggling right along with me. A week ago Monday, I worked out with a different group and let me say that I would never ever trade my group. We work. In fact, we workout.

While I can't remember enough of this morning's workout to describe it in detail, I can say that I sweat more than any other day. Part of that was the workout and part of that was the fact that it was insanely hot in the gym today. Baltimore summer is on its way! I stayed after class to take a shower, which was much nicer than my usual quick splash at the sink. Afterwards, before I put my shoes back on, I gingerly stepped on the trainer's scale. Then I quickly jumped back off. The digital monster thinks I've gained two pounds. The digital monster must be mistaken. This is why they tell you to only weigh yourself once a week. I'm going to be freaking out about this until the official weigh in on Friday. Darn it.