Kel (ladyjoust) wrote,

Handsome Tom tried to get on the treadmill. While it was running. With me on it.

When we're outside, he loves to walk alongside of me. More specifically, he likes to be in contact with my ankles while I'm walking. Have I mentioned he's an affectionate ol' mush? Anyway, yesterday I got on the treadmill for a bit of a run/walk. Tom watched from a nearby chair - near enough that I could lean over and skritch him in the walking portions of my workout. As I was cooling down, he decided to give it a go. The wipeout, while not spectacular, was thorough. I stopped the machine immediately. Good thing: it looked like kitty was gearing up for another go.

He helped me lift weights again, too. This time he snuggled even closer, resting his handsome chin on his handsome paws just below my breasts and purring me on as I did my reps.

Now, re: kickboxing, I'm still a huge sucking suckity of suck at taking classes. Someday. Someday I'll get back into it. I hope. I've been covering a lot, though, so I get some exercise. I taught a double last Saturday and will do so again this weekend, and I just taught a double tonight. I'll also be covering the nutrition meeting this weekend. I have no idea where the body fat tester thingy is; hopefully it won't be needed.

also? I've an idea for a Dr. Horrible fic. I don't write fan fic. Never have. But this is pestering the living beshwoozle out of me. fmeh. I may cave and just write the damned thing.
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