Day 33: Crosstrain

Well, my butt and outer thighs are so sore from the sadist lady's kickboxing class, I figured I'd take a day to stretch and recover. Instead, however, I worked on getting the lawn mower started for the first time in 2 years. Once I got it started, I was afraid to turn it off! The grass was getting so long, we could have had a car up on blocks and you wouldn't have seen it... so I mowed our 1/2 acre lot. I'm calling that crosstraining. It took f-o-r-e-v-e-r, but at least now we won't get hate mail from our neighbors and threatening letters from the HOA.