We went back to the YMCA this week, and tonight Travel Man and I went back to the body sculpting class we used to take.
Sweet Lord help me. My legs might fall off. Walking up the stairs was bad.
Walking DOWN the stairs is absolute torture.
But, oh, I'll be back. The results are worth it. I know. I used to be able to see my obliques and my triceps. Really. I'll find them again.