Yesterday I joined Freeform Fitness. I entered the building to buy a 10 class package and crash the 60 minute Spin class with Sarah, which I did. But after getting my ass kicked in Spin 60, I had a strange craving for more. I changed to the "Look Good Naked" package of unlimited classes for two months. I then attened the 30 minute Gravity class. I felt high on the bike ride home. Mom was right though. I HURT today. Sure, I kept up in the classes, but I'm not in shape by any means. Two months of fitness will do good things for my body and soul. I'm excited about it, actually. Too bad Sarah moves to Irvine in a month. Will I still attend the classes? Probably. So long as my credit card works!
Today Trent and I got haircuts. I decided to go for it and finally donate to Locks of Love. It was a shady Supercuts experience. Trent and I both left somewhat angry with our haircutters. We're not big fans of what we got, but hair grows back. And I did a good thing! Assuming they actually give my hair to Locks of Love. Jerks.
Pre-Locks of Love
Hair in Hand
It grows back...
PIZZA PORT TOMORROW! EVEN IF IT'S JUST KATHERINE, PAUL, AND ME!!!