It's Monday night and this is going to be exceptionally short because I'm shaking all over. I just got home from the most intense work out I've ever undertaken. I know it's good for me, but I didn't know if I was going to be able to drive home. My master wants everyone to be in the same shape he is, but I swear you could strap C-4 to him and throw him off a fifty story building, and it would just make him mad. He's a world champion. I'm a forty four year old broken down mechanic. It's okay though, but my head is really starting to hurt, so I'm going to bed. Becka is doing fabulous! We haven't gotten her results back yet, so I guess that no news is good news!
I'm really starting to feel bad, so I'm going to lay down. God Bless and I'll update tomorrow.
