Hate to beat a dead horse, but today at work they gave us company shirts for our upcoming career fair and mine didn't fit. It was too short - looked like a belly shirt. If you had to limit the world down to one person you would least like to see in a midriff-baring shirt,... Continue Reading →
muffin top
Ran eight miles on the treadmill last night while watching "the Biggest Loser." Woke up this morning and saw my poundage had dropped. Ate a chocolate chocolate chip muffin as a reward. Is it possible to both love and hate yourself?Because I loved every bite of that muffin this morning, but hate that my legs... Continue Reading →
Why reading TIME could piss you off
Last night I ran five miles. And I did 400 crunches. Plus I did two times my normal amount of reps of weights. And then, after all that, while walking through the kitchen to grab a glass of water, I saw Steve's discarded Time Magazine, lying face-up in the trash can with a cover that... Continue Reading →
weigh day
Tomorrow is my weigh day. As a part of my 2009 New Year's resolutions package, I planned to keep myself accountable to work out five days a week. Each month I have upped my fitness goals and weighed and measured myself to see my results. I know to most people, resolutions are a joke to... Continue Reading →
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