Exercise and Blogging by Disco Light!

This is my baby. My original one broke a few years ago and I thought, "Well, since I actually use it, I want another one!" I THINK Scott actually got me this one or I did and he replaced the light when I came out to Canada because it broke...

In either case, today, the thought of exercise bored me in between my work shifts, but instead of doing what I normally do...Push it back until I don't feel like doing it anymore, I decided to turn on this bad boy, crank up the music and to dance. The 15 minutes that I proposed to myself turned into 20 minutes, then it ended 30 minutes later. I'm even blogging by disco light. :D

I think it's time that I put the fun back into exercise, huh? Walking is done because I HAVE to walk. I strength train because I HAVE to and the same goes for boxing...Well my Wii game allows me to break it out for 10 minutes between shifts to keep myself going throughout the day.

What's so wrong with dancing, huh? People dance all the time. Yes, someone is going to gripe at me about doing it and tell me that I should be doing more, but you know what? I just knocked out 1/2 hour of my exercise regime, so stick that in your coffee pot and let it percolate.

Friday is coming up and Friday is weigh in day. I hate weigh in day. The scale is my arch-nemesis. It has thwarted me for many years. If you've never experienced the annoying stab of fear whenever you know that you're about to be weigh, then you are just a skinny bizznatch and I despise you. lol

Just kidding! I'm only slightly agitated. :D

I am more than just a number on a scale...That will continue to be my mantra until the day that I won't have to step on that sucka until I go for my yearly checkups.

Love, Peace, and Hair Grease groovy people!

Max & Her Disco Ball