On my way home from work today, just before I turned onto a lonnng stretch of crowded, one-lane road, I noticed that an 18-wheeler was turning in a couple of cars ahead of me. This meant a significant increase in commute time (perhaps 6 minutes), because trucks like that always get slowed down, and they slow everyone behind them down, see? Anyway, I saw this happening from the Bitch Red Neon, and I had no power to stop it. I threw my head back and waved it back and forth, Grover-style, saying AAAAAaaAAaaAAAaaAAa!!. When I looked ahead again, I noticed that the middle-aged woman in the beige Volvo in front of me was laughing her ass off. She had seen my reaction, and understood it perfectly. It was pretty funny. You had to be there.
Work's been good. I've had a terrible time making myself work out, though. I'm starting three weeks of PTP this week... Um, tonight, I hope.
Eh, I feel like crap, for the flimsiest of reasons. Let's focus on the positive: I bought pants and socks. With mmmmmoneyyyy! *arms flaily*
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Date: 2004-09-01 03:18 am (UTC)Do you find yourself blowing off workouts to hangout with people? Do you feel bad for saying "I'd like to have dinner, but I have to lift tonight?"
Reconciling working out with being social is becoming troublesome...
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Date: 2004-09-01 04:40 pm (UTC)And there's always "I'd like to have dinner, but I have to hit the gym--do you want to meet for drinks/dessert later?"