Yes, yes, I am.
I just finished my quarterly set of sessions with my personal trainer to rejig my weight training program, and, goddamn, am I all hurty-exerty. And I freaking love it.
Why? Because new and fun weight exercises. And also, I get to prove how MONSTER STRONG I am.
In other news, I currently have no idea what day it is. Okay, I know, but my body? It's not convinced. Saturday, what?
Okay then.
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Masochistic Much?
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I really, really, really wish I had your exercise motivation. Walking two blocks to the grocery store tonight was a chore.
Please share some of it with me? Is that possible? a;sldkjg ;adlfkjg
I'd send you a monkey if it works.
Ah, it's not even motivation anymore, it's become something that I can't even imagine not being a huge part of my life.
PS: My trainer is mad-hot and a goof. Flirty Exerty!
FLIRTY EXERTY! Oh, no you didn't.
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