Alright, be proud of me…I ran 2 miles this morning. It was the first time I’ve done that in like 4 years. I did not like it and I never want to do it again. I think I have to every Friday with my section though. It hurt, it sucked, and I got sweaty (gross) but on the plus side…I should be in great shape by the time I get home! I was so pitiful this morning; I tried to get out of it hardcore! We were all supposed to meet at the gym at 9am so I called the boss and pleaded my case.
“You know, it’s been raining for like 5 hours and its crazy muddy everywhere!”
“Well, I know we’ll be inside the gym but the walk over is gonna be wretched, we should just postpone till tomorrow or something!”
“Well, it IS still raining pretty hard, who wants to walk in that?”
“Alrighty, I guess I’ll see you at the gym in a few.”

See, I just didn’t stick to my guns well enough! If I would have held out I could have stayed in bed! Oh, in case anyone reading this doesn’t know, I hate running…with a passion! I put more effort into trying not to go than I probably do in the exercise itself! I’m really not that big into exercise at all but I’m getting used to using the elliptical machine for 30 mins a day and doing some other stuff to try to stay in shape and tone. Running though? That’s another story. Running is all that is evil. Oh well…I guess I’ll get used to it eventually, right? And I have been doing a pretty good job working out almost every day. Thanks to the help of all of my workout buddies who make me go, if it weren’t for them I sooo would not make myself. I figure I used up all my drive and strong will to quit smoking last year…I didn’t leave any reserves. Which makes me really grateful for my workout partners, as much as I don’t like them for making me go, I love them for making me go.

So, I guess that’s all I’ve got for now, just had to rant for a minute about how evil running is. Talk to you all later!