It has been dreary in Atlanta these past few weeks.
No sun, just cloudy days with some rain and bone-chilling wind.
The house is set to a frigid 64 degrees, I don't think I will ever get use to living in a cold house. I tend to hibernate in January & February, its tough to get me out of the house. I'm not alone, the hubby and pup sure love to snuggle on the couch.
Luckily a work trip to sunny Los Angeles, California was scheduled.
I got to spend a few days with my girlfriends, Aimee and Ashley.
Who wouldn't want to live on the beach and have a tan year-long.
While I was out on the West Coast, I workout everyday, ate well and walked over 14,000 steps a day. So obviously, I thought it was fine to join my brother, Reg, for a HIIT workout. One and done. Never again will I subject myself to such grueling pain- just kidding. I am proud to say I finished the entire workout. However, my muscles were sore for the next week or two. I laughed at myself on the plane ride home because it hurt to lift my arms to adjust the air vent and turn on/off the overhead light.
Sadly enough Kel wasn't able to join me on this trip instead he spent the long weekend having fun in Athens with the Nyquists.