So, I've been having a grand ol' time over these past few days: hanging out with one of my dearest and oldest friends, who lives on the other side of the country and whom I don't get to see nearly often enough; getting a flat tire on my car thanks to a stray nail; getting new tires on my car; getting a lot of exercise; and buying a lot of books.

I owe all of you more thorough entries on a lot of these activities, but in the meantime, I wanted to share an observation from today's "Muscle Pump" class at the gym: You know it's time to increase the amount of weight you're lifting when the pain of having to hear Cher's "I'm Strong Enough" for the 100th time is greater than the pain in your muscles.

I love the class, but I'm still a little uncertain about the choice of workout music.