Dancing is far more dangerous than I ever imagined! Last week, as I was dancing with my weights above my head to "Shout", a weight slipped out of my hand and hit me on the back of my head. Nothing serious, but certainly surprising. Lucky for me it was at the back of my head and fell to the floor behind me, or the darned thing probably would have landed on my foot and busted it. Clutzy, huh? I am not deterred, but I am certainly more cautious now. I'm using far fewer over head moves. I'm leaving those to the regular weight work routines.
We ditched the trip to Indiana over the weekend. The weather reports for about half of our route looked grim, so we decided to stay here, safe and sound. Slightly disappointing, but we are happy we weren't caught in any of the inclimate weather that was out there. Since we did one smart thing (staying here) I guess I gave myself permission to do one dumb thing. I did not track my calories or exercise all weekend. I wasn't really over the top on anything, I simply didn't pay attention. Then, of course, last night I sat down and did the calculations. Not nearly as horrible as it could have been, but I sure could have done better.
This coming weekend is our Granddaughter's 6th birthday party. It should present no significant eating difficulties, so I'm happy about that. It's been a while since we've seen the family in Omaha, so we're really looking forward to that. This week, (snow permitting) I have gifts to find and purchase. I'm armed with a list, so I should be ok. She likes to email, and can open, address, type and send all by herself, so I have an extensive list of items to chose from. :)
I often deviate from her list, but at least she gives me ideas. I, personally, think her father, The Primary Child, should get her an email address of her own so we can communicate privately. Ok, perhaps she's a trifle young for that. :)