And The Beat Goes On

Just like my love - everlasting!

It’s been 7 weeks now.  I still miss my hubby.  I guess that means I have a really strong marriage, huh? 

It’s funny.  I love my kids…and I do miss them, but not like I miss my honey.

I’m not actually antsy to get back home, but I am looking forward to next Wednesday when I fly back to the Baltimore-DC area to continue my journey at home.  I will so miss my LIFE bubble and friends and trainers, but we have plans to get together.

Hopefully, Bronson will come east for a short time this summer to teach women’s self defense.  Ginger and I know we could get a boatload of women and their daughters to participate and seeing Bronson again would be so great…he is truly the most inspirational of all the trainers.

My coach Arleigh may be doing a quick jaunt to Baltimore too…so my friend Bess and I can do a boot camp with her.  That means her visit will be both heaven and hell…lol!

A bunch of us are planning a reunion in November in Miami.  Call us crazy, but we’re going to do a bike ride from Miami to Key West - only 165 miles!  We’re trying to get Rob & Jonathan to come out and do it with us...both great trainers that we love…and a lot of fun!

You know I’ll always miss Cute Butt Boy.  That smile, that BUTT!  But I’ll certainly miss how much he has always believed in me…more than I believed in myself.

I’ll truly miss my Zumba cohort Amber.  She was Miss Fitness Hawaiian Islands 2008.  She looks it too.  Killer arms!  I want my arms to look just like Amber’s!  She’s helped me in so many ways, answered so many questions; even though she trains only part time she has a great influence over so many of us.

I’ll miss Luis the Chilean God’s sense of humor.  I always laugh when he trains me…even if my legs are on fire…and with his leg workouts they usually are!

We have another new trainer - Becca.  She’s quiet.  But the quiet ones are the ones you usually have to watch out for.  She’s quick with a smile and a compliment on how great you’re doing, but she goes for the kill during a training.  Just ask my abs.

Then there’s Nicola.  My butt hates her.  The rest of me loves her…always smiling…always positive…that cute British accent.  Nicola always makes my day.

Yup, leaving will be bittersweet, but I just can’t live without honey.  Maybe we can get him to move to LA.  Not!  Honey is not a city boy…no way no how. 

A favorite from The Whispers:
    “Don't stop for nobody
    This time I'll keep my feet on solid ground
    Now I understand myself when I'm down
    Like the sweet sound of hip music
    There'll always be something new
    To keep the tables turning
    Hey this super song
    There'll never be an ending
    The beat goes on, the beat goes on, the beat goes on.”