Through all of this lay off crapola (yes, it is a word. Look it up. If it isn't there, get a new dictionary.) I have realized a few things about myself:I do not like to exercise or keep to my schedule (hence my load of laundry, my list of books read, and my once again chubby belly. BAH)
Also, I am an emotional eater (hence, my chubby belly and the ever growing pile o junk food)
Finally, I use hence more often. hence.
To stick to my plan of yelling (in my mind) SUCK IT SATAN as often as possible, I am going to continue training for this half-marathon. Today, I am attempting five miles. This is ambitious in a way I cannot clearly convey because A) I run like Phoebe (please see above) 2) I haven't done more than a mile at a time in the last month and D) Running is boring. GAH!
UPDATE: I ran a mile and my treadmill broke. Great. Awesome. Stupid.
I LOVE RUNNING LIKE PHOEBE!!!
ReplyDeleteAh STink! Of COURSE it did! Hey well you know you get and A for effort and when you get here we will make it up by going up what we have now deemed the Bootie Butt Kicker Hill! IF I only walked this hill every day I would have J Lo's bootie and well.... so much more...sigh I feel your pain!
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