Day 3 and Day 4: In which my inner lame-o manifests itself

So yesterday I did nothing, mostly because when I was about 95 percent finished with this BlogHer post, I decided to center one of my images, added a little html, refreshed the screen, and Lost The Whole Fucking Thing.

This meant that I had to start over from scratch with the images and the links and the tiny amount of original verbiage which, like the batter in a fruitcake, binds it all together into an actual blog post.

When that was done, I had to lie down and decompress. And then I got busy again, and never got around to doing even a lame-ass Wii Fit workout.

I made up for it today. My Jillian DVD is still on its way from Amazon, but I went to the gym, where I spent half an hour on the stair climber and another half an hour on the Elliptical.

Because I am old and fat, the elliptical machine suggested a maximum heart rate approximately 30 beats a minute lower than it was when I climbed onto the goddamned thing, so I spent basically half an hour cooling down.

Then I went to the cafe and got a smoothie. And somewhere or other, lost my iPhone.

If only I could reach my butt, I'd totally kick it. I hope Jillian's DVD will show up soon and do it for me.