Monday, August 23, 2010

#7

...happiness hit her like a train on a track

Man, exercise always makes me poop.

I think that's probably a good sign - that whatever I'm doing is forcing all of the bad out of my body in one lump (get it) sum. Today was the first day of Body For Life for me, which means for the next 12 weeks, I'll be a bonified gym rat. I'll only drink one day a week, give up red meat, be up at 4 a.m. most mornings and maybe, just maybe, develop a sleeping pattern.

Hells bells.

I'm actually pretty pumped, but today was only day one. This time next week, I'll be all "goddamn i want a beer and a hot dog".

Whatever, at least I have an awesome mix of songs for the gym. I call the playlist "gym beatz". It is promising.

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