There was a meme all over Facebook this week about a woman who reportedly wrote a response to a bulletin posted at a gym. I do not know if any of this is true, so the journalist in me resisted posting it to my wall. Also, many of the memes included a nude photo of [...]
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Stress relief gone horribly wrong
September 20th, 2011
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Yesterday was a rough day, emotionally speaking. While I was tempted to hit a bakery like a Pro-Bowl-caliber lineman hits a quarterback, I refrained. Mentally I cursed myself for still being tempted to ease my soul’s suffering with chocolate, but I held firm in my resolve, deciding instead to drag my ass to water aerobics. [...]
Namaste, bitches
August 14th, 2011
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Originally published on tumblr I am contemplating going to a yoga class today. I like yoga, but with my bad knees it can be tricky. And at my gym, there are mirrors on two of the studio walls that are hard to avoid — if I don’t get one particular spot in the back of [...]
Attitude
August 9th, 2011
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This seems a little harsh. It only motivates me to want to tell this sweaty bitch to lighten the fuck up already. (Source: des051195, via imgfave)
Any way you want it
July 23rd, 2010
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Last night I attended my fist water aerobics class in, I don’t know, almost a year. Most of the same folks were still there from last summer. None of them appeared to be any fitter than they were last summer. That was both a little disturbing and comforting. My favorite instructor was teaching. I’d been [...]
Feeling da burn
March 10th, 2010
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Exercise. I excel at…putting it off. I can make a bajillion excuses not to go to the gym. Monday night, Hoylier had a dinner meeting. So that, I reasoned, was a great opportunity for me to go to the gym right after work. Except this is only a two-day work week for me, so I [...]
My overwashed jeans
February 28th, 2010
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I hate to exercise. I really do. I know people who are physically fit (and I’m looking at you, Olympic athletes) get high from working out, and believe me, if it made me feel like I did at parties back in the day, I would probably love it too. But I don’t get high. I [...]
The 2010 breakthrough
January 17th, 2010
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Today, I was determined to make it to the gym. And, despite all kinds of deterrents, I did it. By deterrents, I really mean stupid excuses. If stupid excuses were currency, I could pay our mortgage with them and have enough left over to get that yacht I always dreamed of. And I’d be sailing [...]
