Of Baby Showers and Sore Muscles

Saturday I went to an AWESOME baby shower for a very sweet lady- and my friend Amanda made some positively SINFUL goodies- (So so so yummy)... I did pretty good, I thought, at restraining myself- I didn't even try the cheese cake (which I adore)- and limited myself to 3 oreo bon bons- (and when I say limited- It could have been MANY more) and I didn't have any walnut bars (until Sunday when I had like 5 :( ) or lemon cake. They all looked so good but I had to keep my goal in mind. I had a handful of peanut M&Ms and a Mango smoothie.

The previous me (I would say the "old" me, but as I near 30 I have decided to take the word out of my vocabulary) would have gone Hungry Hungry Hippos on that desert table... So I am feeling pretty proud.

Then, yesterday I made my very first Lasagna. (I am not much of a cook- as I have mentioned) But nobody told me how DANG HEAVY the pan is with all those layers of goodness- and I threw out my back putting it into the oven. After the noodle and cheesy goodness was safe inside the oven, I decided to stretch my back right then and there to prevent further soreness and I hear my husband from the the dining room:

"What are you doing???"

"Stretching."

"Oh... because it looks like you're worshiping the Lasagna."

I am still laughing. There I was, bent in a Uttana Shishosana (yoga pose) right in front of the oven.

But my back is already feeling a little better so I am going to try to do my 100 crunches today, it will just take me longer. I may have to inflate the balance ball to help me out. :)