Sweat and Sweet Success

(one of the hard core ladies in our class, pic taken from the studios website)
Bikram Yoga 

I heard about it a while ago and I've been wanting to try it. But I'm a big fat chicken. So I waited and drug Kiersten along for moral support. Basically its 1.5 hours of yoga in 105 degree room with humidifiers going. You sweat. So much so, that you think you're going to die.

And basically, we died. Don't know if Bikram Yoga will be added to be ever growing myriad of half hearted hobbies...
(p.s., the guy next to me in class was a 200 lb beer bellied old guy, hairy chested with a huge gold necklace, wearing nothing but a speedo. Proudly. He is my body self confidence hero. And he wasn't half bad at yoga.)

A Baking Date
Katty and I both love to bake. So we busted out good old Martha's cupcake book and selected something that looked very difficult. We totally expected it to be a mass fail.

 But it wasn't!

Granted Kiersten handled the hard part of making the Sugar Spun Crowns.

Kitchen = trashed. But worth it for some sisterly baking bonding time.

I also got a package in the mail yesterday, always exciting. It contained a Blondie mix and a note:
"Hopefully you won't trip in your kitchen making these, haha. Just Trying to keep you safe.
Enjoy! Love, Denise"
(thats in reference to this incident) I had a good laugh at this one. Thank you Denise!
My mother in law is rad. I love her.
Now back to MMA-ing with the Kiersty Kat!

The watch makes me Run

Meet the watch that changed my life. 
The Garmin Forerunner 110, or Garmy as I call her. She monitors my heart rate, tells me how fast my pace is, how far I've run, and excitingly, how many calories I've burned!

My first few days with her I was a calorie burning fiend! Then I discovered she thought I was a 5'10 male. I corrected her settings. My calorie burn for a 3 mi jog dropped from  342 calories, to 171 calories. That's like half a cookie. Dang.

So my abolition of sweet treats lasted 9 days. But it wasn't my fault... I was asked/commanded to make a dessert "refreshment" for a Youth Fireside, a Relief Society Board Meeting, and my delightful little sunbeams, all in the course of week.  You can't resist God's will. I had to do it. 

Also on the Suzy homemaker topic: Craft blogs. I sometimes read them. I see these women who take crap from the DI and turn it into Pottery Barn Treasure. And sometimes I think "I could do that." And even worse, sometimes I actually carry it out.

We have a fully functional dresser I decided need to be massacred/re-decorated:

I carefully read how-tos on this blog, bought myself some spray paint and went to town.
This is what resulted:

Definitely not Pottery Barn but not too bad. Except, I have this problem. I get all gung ho about a project, and then get about half way in and my patience runs out. If its a small project I just tuck it away in a bin. But if its something big, like say our only dresser, I usually resort to getting really sloppy and hurrying it up. Like when I realized I failed to paint the legs, but had already spent most the day on it, I decided to just leave it. Martha would not be proud:

As for Dan, he is king of avant garde footwear.

He still gets looks when he wears his five fingers about. He doesn't just wear them running. They are ADVENTURE SHOES. And you never know when adventure will strike. So you must always have them on.

But now he has these new Palladium boots. They're French. And he wears them everywhere. The Five Fingers are getting very jealous... Though I can't say I'll miss their appearance at Date Night tomorrow. Huzzah!