Nanny to the gym.

my family got a new nanny.  The last one we had was in 2010 and she was amazing.  We all loved her so much that when she went back to Germany for her wedding, we all went along. Yes.  all seven children and my momma and Dad.   anyway, now they’ve got a new one.

Her name is Jessica and she is from France.  She is super sweet.  her english is limited.  Not terrible or whatever, but she will learn a boat load while she’s her.  She’s super cute too.  she’s 18 and looks like a doll.  I’m not even kidding.  The funny thing is that she’s up in my old bedroom (right next to my seventeen year old bro’s)  I’ll let ya know if anything happens like a little something something. 

Last night, I took the nanny to the gym.  We had fun, I think.  My workout yesterday was only 30 mins long.  (I am still following the Vancouver Sun newspaper “Learn to Run a 10K”)  First I did a 5 min “slow and easy” jog.  Let me tell you, this girl here, is still 40 pounds overweight.  Slow and easy, by definition, is  still a pretty big feat for me to accomplish.  It’s quite evident too.  Sweaty face, panting.  Ew. no wonder the man of my dreams hasn’t made him self know yet at the gym.  As my mom told me last october.  “sally, I think  you’ve already met your future husband.  he’s Just waiting for you to lose weight.”  

Wow mom, thanks for the vote of confidence!   Anyway, we spent just 45 minutes there. Rode the bike after for 8 minutes.  I’m going for some sick Carrie Underwood legs.  / go girl!