Saturday, July 14, 2012
1) Still Blond After All These Years
2) Hi. My Name is Sherri..., and I'm a Klutz.
3) I'm the Little Ol' Lady from Pasadena (Make that Winston-Salem)
4) Help! I've Fallen and I Can't Get Up!
5) (You've Got to) Keep on Truckin'
6) And for my Next Trick...!
7) Raspberries Look Much Better in a Bowl with Cream than on my Knees
I have been continuing with my "wogging" program with gradual progress. This has been my week "on" at my parents' - but due to Daddy's varying sleep schedule this week and the threat of storms, I resorted to the Y's treadmill in the afternoons upon leaving their house.
A major milestone was reached on Thursday when I was able to drop the "w" and jog the entire time (3 miles), maintaining a healthy heart rate (for a little ol' lady)! Experiencing a combination of pride (uh oh) and exhaustion when the treadmill automatically went into the cooldown phase, I reached up to salvage my hairband which was slipping over the crown of my dripping head. When I did this, I inadvertently closed my eyes. When I did THAT, I stopped moving my feet. You see where this is going - and where I went.... off the treadmill into the floor!
The young lady on the machine next to me jumped off her treadmill and ran over and hit the emergency "STOP" button on mine. To beat all, I had elected to use the large coed aerobics room rather than the small, intimate women's exercise room that day - so I had a rather large audience. Trying to retain my poise, I said, "I'm okay. Just trying to do too many things at once." I got back on the machine, hit the "resume" button and completed the cooldown phase. I then wiped down the machine and proceeded with my stretches. Mind you, I never once made eye contact with anyone else in the room (although I did apologize to my rescuer for interrupting her workout).
When I got home, I could barely relate the incident to my husband because I was laughing so hard!
Like they say, she who is able to laugh at herself will never run out of jokes!
Have a good week, my friends!