Hiking hills in the morning and teaching ballet in the evening....all on the same day, make for jell-o legs. I went down into a plie tonight with the girls and couldn't get back up. If that wasn't bad enough....I then went on a rant to tell these girls (a bunch of 12-15 year olds) how I thought I would never have a mom's body and be that out of shape. And those babies did it to me, and well the way I eat now, and how my metabolism is changing, and that I really do look like a mom. Then I snapped out of it, looked up at all of the girls, stood back up and realized I had been mumbling out loud for way too long about the whole situation......boy did they look scared!
Speaking of jell-o. I just made my Amish bread, the lemon version, dusted it with powdered sugar. It smells delish.....just came out of the oven.....and I'm off to treat myself to a slice or two. Who cares that I just mumbled a few hours ago about how out of shape I am!