I am a Wailing Pussy
Yeah, I hate the phrase as well, but I don't know any better way to describe myself.
Well, I've finally gotten tired enough of being...my size...that I've finally decided to get off my ass and do something about it. I'm not one to diet b/c it's not my style b/c...well, I like food. And good food, not granola. I do no mean to offend granola fans everywhere, but it taste like fucking cardboard. I'd rather exercise. I'm trying to start off slow, so as not to hurt myself. MWF-exercise at my free gym provided by Tech (well I do pay for the bitch), 20 minutes on a stair master thingamabob. Nothing too stressfull, but I'm burning more calories now than I've ever been before. And, the other two days of the week, TR, I do strength exercices b/c lifting my self is all the damn weights that I need. I do these at home. Hidden in my room where no one else can see my look like a jackass.
So much for not hurting myself.
Apparantly, I'm a dumbshit for thinking one exercise did something that it didn't. Or more correctly, not realizing it exercised my abs when it did. Now, my abs need all the exercising they can get, but now it hurts to sneeze. Or move. Or sometimes even breath when they are feeling vendictive. It makes me want to work them more by bitchslapping them and saying that you will do as I say, but I'd like to move tomorrow, so I've been barred from doing so.
And now I must go and write a character background. Or Brian may sell me to the Gypsies for entertainment.
*Sigh* I can't even get losing weight right.
Well, I've finally gotten tired enough of being...my size...that I've finally decided to get off my ass and do something about it. I'm not one to diet b/c it's not my style b/c...well, I like food. And good food, not granola. I do no mean to offend granola fans everywhere, but it taste like fucking cardboard. I'd rather exercise. I'm trying to start off slow, so as not to hurt myself. MWF-exercise at my free gym provided by Tech (well I do pay for the bitch), 20 minutes on a stair master thingamabob. Nothing too stressfull, but I'm burning more calories now than I've ever been before. And, the other two days of the week, TR, I do strength exercices b/c lifting my self is all the damn weights that I need. I do these at home. Hidden in my room where no one else can see my look like a jackass.
So much for not hurting myself.
Apparantly, I'm a dumbshit for thinking one exercise did something that it didn't. Or more correctly, not realizing it exercised my abs when it did. Now, my abs need all the exercising they can get, but now it hurts to sneeze. Or move. Or sometimes even breath when they are feeling vendictive. It makes me want to work them more by bitchslapping them and saying that you will do as I say, but I'd like to move tomorrow, so I've been barred from doing so.
And now I must go and write a character background. Or Brian may sell me to the Gypsies for entertainment.
*Sigh* I can't even get losing weight right.