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navigation pounds lost: 6.8 contact Last 5 rings
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2004-05-25 - 12:09 p.m. Well, I trucked my ass over to Curves yesterday. Small victories. I think I would have rather walked, but it was all thunder and lightning. I really wish I could bring my own mp3 player with me to Curves. I might have to ask next time, because the music they play is fucking killing me. They use the same mix CD of crappy pop latin every time I go there, and it sucks. I’m sure I could still hear when the machine says to change stations…and if not, I could always just move when everyone else moves. I really can’t take it, it’s like being stuck in one of those shitty 2am mix CD informercials. I’m paying $40, so I should be able to exercise without wanting to poke my ears out with pencils. Yesterday was fine. My scale was being an uncooperative slut this morning. It’s like, okay, I get the point…I had a bad week. Now let’s work together, here. No dice, though. Maybe tomorrow morning. I’m feeling impatient lately because being fat during summer really bites. It seems like every activity requires toned arms and a bathing suit. I just have to remind myself that if I stick to the plan, this will be the last shitty one I ever have to deal with. So yeah, it’s time to keep this train chugging along. OP: yes water: yes exercise: yes |
