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Today's gifts...
An out of the blue phone call this morning from a dear friend who gets me and my kind of crazy...just to check in on how I am doing. ♥♥♥
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The wonderful scent of honeysuckle outside as the wind blows. Reminds me of Indiana for some reason...and my childhood...warm fuzzy kind of feeling.  So, tell me, is honeysuckle a weed or a plant?  I'm kind of at a crossroads on what to believe...
Beachbody On Demand. It was the first day of P90X block 2's transition week.  I was supposed to be doing Yoga X.  There are times when the schedule and I do not agree on what is best for me.  I was just about to do CVX and X3 Yoga when I remembered that I now have access to BOD and all kinds of programs that I have never had an opportunity to try.
20150504_165050 So.....I did my first ever Shaun T workout.  Workout of choice was Sweat Intervals from Insanity Max.  Wow.  Very appropriately named.  I maxed out at 30:00...had to modify a couple of moves because I am not coordinated enough to get his kind of crazy down my first try. But, I did not stop.  That workout had my ponytail falling to the side, sweat dripping off of my nose, and my clothes soaking wet.
I needed something new today and am ever so thankful for the timing of having the access to new workouts now.  Followed Sweat Intervals with Tony Horton's X2 Ab Ripper routine.  That was awesomeness.

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