Tonight is my appointment at the new gym that I just joined. It was about time I made my way back. I am actually really excited about going back. It is going to be a lot different than the last gym that I belonged to, and there seems to be a lot more offered there. Not to mention the subsidizing from work which makes it super cheap. You seriously can't beat it. I think that I am just going to channel all my frustration and indecision about the boy into going to the gym. Maybe then I will be able to get some work done instead of sitting here and overanalyzing every single word that was said and every single action. Also hopefully keeping me from making crazy rash decisions as I am so prone to doing. So bloody frustrated. Ugh. Until next time...
are you tubby? cos if you are congrats on doing something +ive about it.
and if you're not, then save your money and go running. it'll do you more good and it beats hangin' round with boys who wear lycra. which I'd say is gay, but then people would jump on my head and accuse me of homophobia, which i'm not - homophobic that is - it's just that lycra on boys is... so... GAY!
ro.
[never knowingly seen in lycra. of any sort]
goddamn, 'tain't fair! she's whining 'cos they can DO STUFF with her hair while mine runs away?
[walks off muttering about the iniquities of life...]
In reference to the tubby comment...I wouldn't say that I am tubby..just not where I want to be...I have about 10-15 lbs that I would like to get rid of...
that 5kg - 10kg that you'd 'like rid of', is it located in an obvious place? 'cos that kinda determines how serious the problem is, no?
post a pic, then I can giggle or be suitably impressed. go on, you know you want to :-)
nasty, beastly, anon person:
too late. my morale is in my boots, my ego lies crumpled and battered at your feet. this is why i don't do comments on my blog. THEY'RE TOO HURTFUL!!!!
*sniff*
ro. [who has very little hair and is slowly coming to terms with that sad fact...]