uuuuuuuuuuuuuugh
mmmmmmmmmfffffffffpppppph
I had one glass of wine...(not even that because I cut it with juice) and this morning my mouth tastes as though i was licking a flag pole...dirty and metallic.
My chatter monkeys are active except in the wounded part of my brain so it seems as though the rest are observing ...and then angrily screaming at me for wounding their brethren.
Even during the morning workout...as im trying to keep up with the weights... theyre chattering at me... you smell - did you take your clothes out of the washer in time...what is that smell...is it the clothes or you? Does your breath smell equally bad...that must be heinous for everyone around you...crap...hes talking to you...what does he want...ugh more work.
Anderson (my trainer) rocks. But he did get after me for not doing the extra cardio i committed to. CRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP. I need to get back on the diet wagon too..and im just I dont know. Im hanging onto a thin thread. At least with the training I sleep better. Dieting doesnt have such an effect....or does it? I dunno. Oh my knee hurts and so does my hamstring. Am I supposed to hurt this much?
Oh my pride is severely bruised as well since i had my shots on monday and I swelled up like the fat suit on my best friend or whatever that movie is. Add that into the trainer factor and the lack of diet factor...mmm not soo good. My pregnant friend Jennifer eats more healthily than I do- and thats just sad.
on a bright note.. at least im not the paper towel lady AKA the weird asian visor lady.
Theres this lady that comes into the showers and she doesnt bring anything...no products no towels no nothing. Oh and if you put anything into the number 8 locker then she will throw it on top of the locker bank...but anyway. You can tell shes in the showers because you hear her walk in and then ..papertowels get pulled. She dries off with paper towels from the dispenser.
I guess we should just be grateful theres not only a blower or something because I dont think i could handle that.
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