I went back for my second trainer session last night.

The gym I joined, the new Gold’s Gym in Waukesha is in a transitional state at the moment.

When I originally went in to sign up for it, I looked around at the exposed ceilings and – yes – wood paneled walls, I asked the sales guy “So, are you going to spruce this place up at all, or what?”

I sure can't wait for the "real" gym to open!

He laughed and said “This is just the preview center. The “real” gym opens in July.” I signed up anyhow, because I get a lifelong rate of $19.99 per month. That fee includes all of the classes they offer, including pilates and zumba, which is a great deal.

With my new membership, I was granted two personal training sessions. (Read about my first one.)

Last Wednesday we concentrated on upper body, and last night we worked abs and legs. While I wanted to give up, pound my fists on the floor and say “NO! I WON’T DO IT,” I didn’t. How could I, there were a bunch of young kids lifting weights? Peer pressure is a wonderful thing! Jess told me that today it would probably hurt to sit on the toilet. She wasn’t kidding!

I signed up for six more. Stay tuned!

It’s natural for siblings to bicker. Lord knows my sister and I fought quite a bit! I’ll never forget my ‘lil sister Winny and me tugging back and forth between a bag of “Smurfs” (so, blue) marshmallows in New Jersey while visiting friends of Mom and Pops. Winny flew off the top bunk, and landed in the exact same “Criss Cross, Applesauce” form on the floor.

She’s still my best buddy.

As a SingleMama, however, I think there is a different element of bonding between my kiddos.

The only thing that remains constant in their lives is the fact that they are ALWAYS together. Wherever it may be they are sleeping that night, they are together. I think it is special, and it gives me an ounce of “feeling better” that their family life is still (though, only equally so) different than others.

I remind them that they are lucky to have a brother or sister. Happily, Drue has spread the word on the school bus.

I continue to be proud.