Oct-09-2011, 10:31 PM (UTC)
(This post was last modified: Oct-09-2011, 10:34 PM (UTC) by Farseer.)
Pain? Yes, fool-ish, there is that...and yesterday was only the demonstration, not the 'work-out'!! And here was I, thinking I was being funny running out to him in a bit of a 'Rocky' sequence wearing gym gear and a headband...well, he got the last laugh!
Thankfully though, I have the pleasure of taking him back to boarding school today (yup, still another long trip in the car there and back today/tonight/early hours of tomorrow morning). I have missed him terribly while he's been away this year, and often travel to visit throughout the term, but, in this, I will be glad he'll be gone for a few weeks so that I can rotate through these nightmare exercises at my own pace! He's even given us a measurement sheet where we are to do a weigh-in and take measurements every two weeks so that we can email our progress to him...hail (son's name)!
Still, I am happy to fully commit so that he sees some firm results of his (our?!) hard work in six weeks, when we attend his final Speech Day and Valedictory Dinner. EDIT: My husband is not so happy to commit. END EDIT. Though we will be driving over to see him a couple of times before then, this is the 'day of days and night of nights' where he will be able to show us off in style to the public.
In good news, as opposed to the bad news of work-outs, his application to live on-campus at university next year has just been accepted so there is much excitement as he heads toward this next stage in life.
Thankfully though, I have the pleasure of taking him back to boarding school today (yup, still another long trip in the car there and back today/tonight/early hours of tomorrow morning). I have missed him terribly while he's been away this year, and often travel to visit throughout the term, but, in this, I will be glad he'll be gone for a few weeks so that I can rotate through these nightmare exercises at my own pace! He's even given us a measurement sheet where we are to do a weigh-in and take measurements every two weeks so that we can email our progress to him...hail (son's name)!
Still, I am happy to fully commit so that he sees some firm results of his (our?!) hard work in six weeks, when we attend his final Speech Day and Valedictory Dinner. EDIT: My husband is not so happy to commit. END EDIT. Though we will be driving over to see him a couple of times before then, this is the 'day of days and night of nights' where he will be able to show us off in style to the public.
In good news, as opposed to the bad news of work-outs, his application to live on-campus at university next year has just been accepted so there is much excitement as he heads toward this next stage in life.
"I am the Catalyst, and I came to change all things. Prophets become warriors, dragons hunt as wolves."