Sweaty.

Last week I got back in work out mode and thought it would be fun for Emilio to join me at my hot yoga class. (Hot yoga is series of yoga poses in a heated room, typically 95-100 degrees.)

I’m not sure he really knew what he was getting himself into. That is until we walked into the room and the heat hit him like a freight train. Within minutes we were both sweating profusely while the heat attacked every inch of our body.

90 minutes later we finally were done with the class and Emilio was ever so happy that it was over.

To Rock or Not to Rock.

As ticket prices soar to ridiculous heights I still find myself ever so often willing to watch a band live. That was the case a couple of weeks ago when Emilio and I went to the Maná concert.

As we sat in the Toyota Center among the sold out stadium we could feel the crowd’s anticipation. We had a wonderful time singing our hearts out - well I sang my heart out.

Later that weekend Emilio asked me, “If I thought the concert was worth the ticket price?” My knee-jerk reaction was a strong “yes” but as I think about I’m unsure. I guess I shall do some research to solidify my position…