One word. SORE. I guess that's what I get for upping the gym from lazy to committed. I walked/ran my way to 40ks this week and had two pump sessions. I'm proud of the effort.

I've been housing some smoothies (even though Melbourne hasn't realised it's summer yet)



Enjoying tomatoes from the garden (a teeny, tiny tomato)



And giving Lululemon all the funds in my bank account


And eating tempeh sandwiches prepared by the hubby


Time to find something exciting to do for Sunday.

-B

P*U*M*P

A little time off of pump = inability to lift your arm (I exaggerate only a *tad*). Tonight I spent the evening with the SIL hating the shoulder track ... seriously Les (can I call you Les? sure I can, because you torture me) why do you tease us with a shoulder track that makes me swear it's going to end and then ... it's bar time?

The up part was using my lovely little Christmas gift (thanks Aussie!)


I also did a delicious repeat of the watermelon juice (watermelon, ice and blend, blend, blend)


Hey, who's that stealing my juice?!

Can I just say I love summer? I love summer :) A lovely little summer-inspired salad creation with veggie nuggets and loads of corn.



Off to zzz so I can gym it up in the am,

B