~"~ Cities In Dust ~"~
It is literally snowing ash here! Last night when I was driving down the Pasadena freeway I could see the flames along the foothill mountains. My car is covered in ash, it's so filthy. Along with every car here. Now I know what the aftermath of a volcanic explosion would look like.
I'm feeling really sick now. I think it's the damn smoke that I'm inhaling.
I think I'm making some progress on my legs already. It's only been 2 weeks. It will take another 3 weeks to see a change in my muscle toning.
It feels wonderful getting there and doing my whole routine. I get there and stretch first (you always stretch before a workout), hop on the cardio machines (usually the bikes), go downstairs to the weight room (full of guys) and begin my buff-up.
If any of you want to excersice but are too lazy to, Don't Be! I somewhat felt like that the first day, but I made it part of my daily routine, and everytime you're heading out there you feel like you're doing something good for yourself. Because you are. Not for anyone, but yourself. And you're leaving your troubles behind and getting some peace with yourself. My main reason is because I'm so dissatisfied with my body, which makes me insecure.
So yeah. Go to the gym and let your worries go away. The gym is your friend. The gym is cellulite and stomach rolls' enemy.
I should consider being a personal trainer. Not really. I want to look like the girl that works there, who gives me tips and spots me when I'm doing body weight squats. *sigh*
Well I'm gonna go back to cleaning my room and breathing more
of this debris. Then I've got to study for my Animal Breeding course.
I'm feeling really sick now. I think it's the damn smoke that I'm inhaling.
I think I'm making some progress on my legs already. It's only been 2 weeks. It will take another 3 weeks to see a change in my muscle toning.
It feels wonderful getting there and doing my whole routine. I get there and stretch first (you always stretch before a workout), hop on the cardio machines (usually the bikes), go downstairs to the weight room (full of guys) and begin my buff-up.
If any of you want to excersice but are too lazy to, Don't Be! I somewhat felt like that the first day, but I made it part of my daily routine, and everytime you're heading out there you feel like you're doing something good for yourself. Because you are. Not for anyone, but yourself. And you're leaving your troubles behind and getting some peace with yourself. My main reason is because I'm so dissatisfied with my body, which makes me insecure.
So yeah. Go to the gym and let your worries go away. The gym is your friend. The gym is cellulite and stomach rolls' enemy.
I should consider being a personal trainer. Not really. I want to look like the girl that works there, who gives me tips and spots me when I'm doing body weight squats. *sigh*
Well I'm gonna go back to cleaning my room and breathing more
of this debris. Then I've got to study for my Animal Breeding course.