I'm home from Monterey, here for a couple of days before we hit PA.
I had the weirdest workout yesterday.
DH was in a meeting at the conference, so I thought I'd go walk along the beach. When I got there, a small crowd of people had formed, and a sea lion was sitting on the sand (they usually hang out on rocks or platforms in the water, where people can't get to them). I asked someone what was going on, and they said he was sick, and the Marine Mammal Rescue people were coming. They brought a big metal cage and used a net and boards to push the sea lion into the cage. I helped by carrying the net up the sand (it weighed about 40 lbs. and the sand was soft, which made going uphill a workout), and then helped carry the cage up the hill (they said the sea lion weighed about 600 lbs, but there were 7 or 8 people carrying him). Combined with my 50 minutes in the pool and hours shaking my groove thing on the dance floor with DH, I'd say I got a great workout yesterday. Today, however, I can barely move.