Lemony Goodness

I don't think it's possible to overstate how super-fabulous my Lululemon work-out clothes are.  The best exercising clothes ever.  Ah, if only all of my clothes fit so well. If only I could afford to buy more of them.  If only.

 That said, I think that I should get to enjoy some comfort, however fleeting, as by this afternoon I'll probably be having to gingerly lower myself into chairs with my arms, due to my trainer's hearty enthusiasm (cruel obsession?) for weighted lunges.  I'm just glad that, when I was coming home, I managed to avoid stumbling out of the tram onto my knees- although said knees threatened such an action. Fallng from the #18, while the little old lady next to me hopped down with ease, surely would have done nothing good for my self-esteem, let alone my lovely Lululemons.