So,I bought a cheap treadmill off of Craigslist. It's terribly loud, and an eyesore in my bedroom, but it works, and it will prevent me from a) sitting on the couch all winter and b) running outside in a blizzard when it starts to snow.
I'm pretty sure my treadmill is going to be my new boyfriend. We're going to spend all sorts of quality time together, and probably watch sitcoms together, and maybe I'll cheat on him with the couch, but he'll always take me back.
Maybe if I tell my coworkers that I have a new boyfriend, they'll stop trying to set me up with every single guy they meet? They don't need to know my boyfriend is a piece of exercise equipment.
I weighed myself the other day, and I cried.
Sometimes that happens.
I did squats and lunges across my bedroom to make my jeans fit today. Damn you, casual Friday!
Tomorrow I'm going to a coworker's wedding, and my date is my 50-year-old female coworker. I'm basing my outfit entirely around my hot pink stilettos. It turns out that not a lot goes with hot pink stilettos.
My life is ridiculous, and so am I.
Friday, November 12, 2010
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Anything black goes with hot pink stilettos! Do you have a black dress? If not, you should use the occasion to get one. Every girls deserves a cute black dress!
I've been doing lunges and squats to fit into my jeans, too. And I've been running 15 miles a week. I think I'm maybe not doing it right or something. Maybe its because I just ate half a brick of cheese for lunch?
I really want a treadmill but Andrew said no because he knows I'm only going to use it for like 1 month. But I'm pretty sure if I could put it in front of a tv and turn the volume up loud, I'd be on it every day. I seriously think that 90% of the battle of running is actually getting my ass out the door...
You're doing great, don't sweat the scale. Its probably broken anyway.
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