Keep Pushin' On!

Today has just been one of "those" days.  Nothing terrible... just stuff I'd much rather not do.  It started off with me waking up with my body SCREAMING at me!  You see, today is also 50 days away from when we leave for our week in paradise (aka Playa del Carmen) so I've been working out every day.  I ran 3+ miles on Sunday, did something called "body combat" (martial arts/kickboxing) on Monday, RPM (spin/cycling class) on Tuesday, "body combat" again on Wednesday and "body pump" (barbell weights class) today!  Thankfully I've enlisted in this "fun" with a good friend... nevermind that she's almost 10 years younger than me!  I'm not sure if doing this with her makes me feel older or younger.  Nevertheless, I'm back into a regular workout routine... I'm just looking forward to my body to catch up with my head because I sure think I can do more than my body wants to!  LOL!!!  Anyway, today's class was at 8:15 which meant I had to have everyone (including Chloe & myself) dressed, fed and out the door by the 7:33 deadline to get the kids to school, stop and get gas (one of my least favorite things to do!!!) and get to the gym.  We made it, with just a few minutes to spare!  Whew!

So on the way home Jarred wanted me to stop by and get my car washed (it was looking a little "country-fied"  with mud & bugs on the tires, sides, etc) and then a super fun trip to Discount Tire was in store to do something called "balancing" because apparently I had a vibration in the car.  And all this time I thought it was from the jammin' bass from the Hannah Montana soundtrack Chloe and I rock out to EVERY day! LOL!  I had EVERY intention of skipping the trip to Discount Tire, except fate would have it differently.  On my way home from the gym a truck had managed to spill an entire bucket of what I thought looked like nails or giant staples. (they were actually allen wreches or something like that.. some kind of GIANT "L" shaped nail thingy)  It was in the middle of a major intersection and I had no where to go (as did about 100 other cars) except straight through.  Turns out one punctured my right rear tire.  While at the car wash, the girl taking my "order" says, "Ma'am. (I absolutely HATE being called that... makes me feel old! Booo!)  Your right rear tire looks low."  Sigh... GREAT!  Now I have to go to the tire store!!!  Grrr!  So I pull up to go through the car wash and the guy directing me in tells me to roll down my window, (here we go again...) "Uh, Ma'am (Grr), you have a low tire back there!"  "Oh yes, thank you!  I'm going to get that changed as soon as I'm done here."  And then oh yes, the tire shine guy provides me the same courtesy of pointing it out.  I mean yes, I guess they were helping, but it's like finger nails on a chalkboard to keep reminding me that indeed yes, I have to go do something I know absolutely nothing about and really don't want to do. 

So, Chloe and I made it.... 2 hours later of "entertaining" a very chatty and curious 3 yr old in a store that smells like rubber with only tires and "manly" magazines to look at.  Good times!   I did however manage to teach her how to make a "fishy" face!  LOL!   At least I can scratch that off my list of things I've done now... technically I've "changed a tire".  Check!  Unfortunately now I still have to clean the house and do some laundry/ironing.  Time to keep pushin' on!  The light at the end of my tunnel is that tonight is Girls Night Out and tomorrow is date night with my hubby!!!!  That's enough motivation for me sore muscles and all!!!