During my workout, I learned that hyper-extensions seem easy to begin with, but by the end, they are no joke. I did not want to cry at all, so that's good. I also have a very hard time making eye contact with my trainer. This is similar to my relationship with certain other women in my life. I wonder if a male trainer would have been better? I guess having female forces me to work on my woman hating though.
I didn't do any cardio because after the hyper-extensions I could not. I was done. Trainer said that I only had to do it one more time this week, so I have a few more days to knock it out.
Late in the afternoon I had something of a carb binge. That Sprout finally mustered up and appetite and she wanted pancakes. I had more than one. Then I decided that I was going to try making star shaped French Toast. And then I ate all of that too. I refuse to be too upset by all this though because I did not eat dinner. I choose to believe that the calories worked out.
Now, for something that I have been thinking about a lot as of late: I need a good playlist for my cardio. Here is what I have been considering:
- Nine Inch Nails - Head Like a Hole
- Matchbox 20 - How Far We've Come
- Backstreet Boys - Larger than Life
- Harvey Danger - Flagpole Sitta
- Kid Rock - Bawitdaba
- Duran Duran - Rio
- Motion City Soundtrack - Everything is Alright
- My Chemical Romance - The Black Parade
- Duran Duran - Planet Earth
- My Chemical Romance - I'm Not Okay (I Promise)
- Nelly - Batter Up
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