It was so beautiful outside the other day, and as I sat on our bench on the deck, I dreaded going inside to work out. Then I had a brilliant thought: why go inside at all? Why not work out right there on the deck?
I grabbed my tablet, opened up a workout online, and strutted my stuff and worked up a sweat right there in a cool breeze on our deck, with one of the outdoor cats staring at me with huge eyes, wondering what on earth I was doing. I loved it. Why had I never thought of that before?
I could look around at the trees gently swaying, flowers blooming beside the deck, feel the wind in my ponytail. Yes, definitely going to do this again!
But…if you decide to try the same…I strongly urge you to wear bug spray! I was so into my workout that I did not notice that every mosquito in a 100-mile radius zoomed in on me for a buffet feast. I slapped one or two but clearly missed most of them. My legs currently have so many mosquito bites that my poor skin is polka-dotted. And itchy as hell!
My husband, the comedian, keeps teasing me that my legs look like I was attacked by fleas. I am not exaggerating: I have about 15 mosquito bites on each leg. I am irresistible to ants, bees, jealous stalkers (couldn’t resist), and now hungry mosquitoes.
Lesson learned. If being outside means I am more likely to work out, then I will stock up on bug spray and citronella candles.
Yesterday, by the time I finished working well past 7 o’clock, with barely a break for lunch, the last thing I wanted to do was work out. I earned a break. I gave myself the night off. But when I had to turn the computer on to print something, I thought, what about just 10 minutes? I could handle that, right?
Well, 25 minutes later, I could proudly say I had worked out after a long day. I took a long, hot shower, deep-conditioned my hair, used my new body scrub that smells like roses (I adore roses), and then relaxed and unwound with my husband…and tried not to scratch my mosquito bites!
Sweat & Sparkle 