Monday, August 9, 2010

Love tap

Pre-workout fuel: Half slice whole-wheat toast with apple butter, water and half-cup Amaretto Cream roast coffee
Workout: 40 minutes P90X yoga and 2.2-mile walk with Denali

I love my husband. I do. Really. But as much as I love him, sometimes I want to reach over and smack him.

Like this morning.

Mark and I were plankin' it out with Tony Horton, and Mark decides to get chatty.

"I love this pose."

"Good form babe."

"This one is always tough for me."

I replied in grunts. I don't particularly like to talk while doing yoga, and I can't particularly talk when I'm doing my upteenth chataranga. "Hi, triceps and back. It's nice to meet you. Mark? Shut the front door."

This morning, I made it through 40 minutes of the workout before I decided that I was entirely too sweaty and needed to stop. Of course, I might have been less sweaty and been able to go 50 minutes had someone, ahem Mark, hadn't turned on the HEAT last night rather than the air conditioning.

Yeah. I wanted to punch him then, too. Instead, we took a walk and I made him an eggy sandwich. Love ... at its finest.

Question of the day: Do you like to chat while working out?

1 comment:

  1. Yep - I'm a chatter box while working out!!!!! I'm not sure I'm a fan of chatting while doing yoga though, but definitely during everything else even group aerobics class.