Laughter is the best workout....

So as the new year approached I wanted to lose the weight I had once lost and somehow re found. Is refound a word? Anyway that was my goal. To do that I wanted to eat right, drop my diet coke, up my water intake and of course, workout.

The first 3 I have done fairly well on, but the workouts are hard for me. So a couple days ago I got the new "Wii fit plus" game. Thinking a new toy might help. I got on it the other day and again today. Bailey was on it when Tim got home from work and Tim thought it looked like fun...

So he did several things, trying to beat my score mostly... Then he tried this one game. Its 3 numbers in big balls and you have to "Bop" the two numbers that add up to 10 with your hips (while standing on the wii board) Well I must say, this is the FUNNIEST thing I have ever seen. I was laughing so hard my abs were burning. I am not sure if I burned more during my hour on the wii fit, or during Tims 10 min "bubble bounce" Session.

So this week was crazy. School was out all week. They say its supposed to be sunny all weekend, but off and on all day today BIG FAT Snowflakes have been falling. Nothing really accumulating, but still. This is NOT SUN people???!!!!

All I can say is PLEASE let school be in session Monday. I am SO ready for them to get back to class.

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The oddly normal life of Clorie

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