Sunday, January 30, 2011
boo, brr, blah
The gulf between deciding one is a fat lardass and actually doing something about it is particularly difficult to span if the temperature is 1 degree above freezing and the two inches of snow still on the ground have been pummeled into so much dirty grey slush. PMS doesn't help, either, since all I want to do is sit around and eat chocolate while obsessing over how I am a failure at life. Ugh. Can this day just end, already?
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Is this where we're supposed to be all supportive and encouraging and what-not?
GO GET 'EM TIGER!!!
OK, I've done my part.
Update, like 3 weeks later: Went for a run. Awesome.
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