I lost
three pounds this morning. This isn't surprising considering I was sweating to the point where my fingertips were getting all prune-like. Let's not even get into the lack of water resistance from my shoes. Not the new
awesome ones, though, I'm intimidated to even wear them considering I only have shades of gray shirts and pants.
My
brain isn't even comprehending much other than needing water and wanting to sleep rather badly. Not really too much to update on considering this day hurts.
Stairmaster's suck, by the way. Anyhow, Monday is a while away and I'm probably going to pass out before it even gets dark so I hope something super awesome happens. There needs to be an influx of bank robberies and bad guys or something.