Thank you Washington and Lincoln for letting me sleep in

[lizmarie]

I got up this morning and did 45 minutes of Pilates, then rewarded myself with a chocolate bar. Just kidding. I rewarded myself with a nice, long shower. I've started to loathe the woman on my Pilates tapes. She does all of these awful contortionist moves like pulling her leg up to her head and balancing on just her tailbone, whatever. Then

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[grammardog]

What does it mean if you reward yourself with a chocolate bar, but don't do the Pilates?

[lizmarie]

That you deserve a chocolate bar and goddamn shouldn't feel guilty about it. I think that woman are really dumb about food guilt. "Oh, I'm so bad. I ate fries for lunch. Now I have to do an extra half hour on the treadmill." Just eat the fries and quit telling me how fat you are in your spandex. Argh.

Sorry, mini tirade over. :)

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[grammardog]

I never feel guilt over eating stuff. I'm a fat girl, it's true. I love my Cadbury Creme Eggs, and I hate treadmills, so it's my own doing. Guilt is the most useless feeling in the world. It improves nothing. So I try not to feel it unless I absolutely can't help it.

[lizmarie]

I loathe exercise and love chocolate myself. I have been trying to exercise more regularly, but I really hate treadmills, and I really, really hate the gym. Pilates are nice because it's a lot of stretching and muscle toning, not just mindless sweat. I dunno. I try really, really hard not to buy into the beauty magazine self-loathing thing, but sometimes I do a little. But I'm smart enough to realize that it won't make me happy.