On a recent trip to the gym, my friend dragged me along with her to get our BMI checked. Although not unhappy with my body, I’m not exactly where I want to be on a fitness level. I didn’t want to do it. It didn’t help that one of the trainers would be involved in this circus. This device that one holds in their hands … Continue reading Why, Thank You?
It has come to my attention that my morning cup of joe is the cause of all my problems. ALL OF THEM. I know you think this is some slick hyperbolic statement formulated to grab your attention but hear me out…. I workout on a regular basis and I look pretty darn good if I do say so myself. I can hit the gym no … Continue reading The Coffee Made Me Fat
I stare at myself at the gym… Did you just cringe at that statement and decide never to read my blog again? I can hear some of you now: “She stares at herself at the gym? She’s so different from what I imagined. I don’t like her anymore.” I understand your reaction, but before you get your granny panties in a bunch, or your thong … Continue reading Staring at the gym.
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