I think my witty is tired

I've been sitting here trying to think of a witty title for this post, and I've come up empty-handed.  I've determined that my wittiness is exhausted like the rest of me.  :-)

I can't stop yawning today.  The fact of the matter is that I stayed up too late last night after an awesome workout with the trainer.  I should have gone to bed earlier, I thought about it, but for some reason I stayed up late watching part one of the Teen Mom reunion.  Yes, that's embarrassing.  Yes, it's true.

FITNESS
I signed up for my trainer's next boot camp session which starts Saturday and lasts for 8 Saturdays total.  It's an hour at a gym 5 minutes from my apartment, and it was ridiculously cheap.  I want to challenge myself to work out in intimidating settings, which for me is a group setting.  He said I should be fine in it and that it's a similar format to our existing training sessions, just perhaps a bit faster and in a group.  I'll update you all on that after my first go around....I'm a little frightened.  ;-)  I figure I'll get my Saturday workout out of the way nice and early for a couple of months!

Last night during my session he told me he could see my muscle definition improving in my arms already.  I questioned if that was even possible and he said it was, so I'll take it.  I'd noticed the same thing earlier in the day, but figured it was a hallucination or wishful thinking!  I'm also happy that while I'm sore today, it's normal sore, not debilitating sore.  This I can handle!  I'm doing a much better job post-session of taking care of myself:  I ate a banana and some other protein, drank lots of water, took a hot bath with the epsom salts, and took an ibuprofen before bed. 

EXPERIMENT
#1 Kaboom remains exiled.  No status change expected.
#2 Ten.  BORING.  This guy is dead in the water already.  I want to fall asleep just thinking about him.
#3 BeachBoy.  Let's call him Cop instead.  It's easier and logical.  I like him thusfar.  Quite a bit.  He's cute, he's tall, he's a cop, he's funny, he's flirty without being a pervert.  We have plans to get a drink tomorrow night.  He's coming out my way, as he lives about 35 minutes away.  First date I've had in awhile!
#4 Supercuteboy.  Okay.  We're texting and he's all right.  Not as cute as I thought (he sent me a second picture, LOL).  Generous with the compliments, almost to the point where it's verging on too much, but not yet.  Seems fine, but I'm less interested than I was.

We'll see how tomorrow goes.  I need to pick a spot for us to go to.  I think we're going to Old Town.  I love Old Town once I'm there, I just hate the idea of going there for some reason.  Great ambience, though, I have to admit that.  I've had a few first dates down that way!

There's my update.  I feel droopy today.  ;-)  I need to get my workout done tonight (tomorrow will be my night off) and try to get to bed at a more reasonable hour.  Dream big!