Way too much time

was spent today with my legs spread.

I had the annual visit to the gynecologist today. Oh joy. I do not think there is a woman alive that likes that trip. My doctor is very nice, but still it is not fun. My doc is in St Louis, so it is an all day affair to go see him, but that meant I got to have lunch at Maggiano's, which is where we tried to have dinner Saturday nite, but could not get in.

It was EXCELLENT.

Then I went to the doc, dreading my weigh-in--but for no reason--it showed I lost another pound. But although I am sure it is correct on the total weight, I cannot compare that to the scale I usually weigh on, as they are all different.

Anyway, off I went to my little room and put on the two part paper dress. I spent an inordinate amount of time trying to figure out a way that the paper skirt would fit all the way around me. There was no such way--but I am sure I was a picture turning it every which way way, standing there buck naked, waiting for the doc to walk in. I finally gave up and just sat down and put it over me the best I could.

And it ripped. Of course it did. By the time he got there, I looked like I was trying to hoochy up my paper dress for the occasion, and of course, as soon as he got in the door, I blurted out that I broke my dress. I am so smooth.

I do not even know why we have those things anyway. It is not like he is not going to see all my business anyway, so why go through the charade of covering it up? I do not know. Neither does he apparently

The good news is that I am a "Well woman" as he says. Yay me

I got back to town just in time for spinning class--and to weigh on that regular scale. I kept getting crazy answers, so I waited for mom to show up and help me figure out what was going on. According to that scale, I have lost 2.5 more pounds from my lowest, two weeks ago, which is really more like 6.5 since I got back from Vegas. That is a total of 13. Yay me again. Only a whole shit load more to go.

I was kind of fired up, so I did my whole spinning class, and thirty minutes of the next one. In that class, I did something I have never been able to do before, and that was the one-minute stand ups. I did four of them! I am proud of that. I would have gone longer, but I had to get off to get my legs back so I could try another new class--body sculpting.

That may have been a mistake. In the middle of it, I hurt my back. I just cannot do those damn reverse crunches. In this class though, there was more of that leg spreading thing. Parts of me were shaking when this class was over even though I had to skip some parts after my back spasmed up.

Now that I am home, I am not at all convinced that I can get out of this chair. I don't have much choice though since I am the only actual person here, and I am hungry.

I think this exercise business is going to my head