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and really bad eggs
Feb. 24th, 2007 11:21 pmYou will always remember this as the day you almost went to the gym.
That's pretty much been my mantra the past week or two. I say it in my best Norrington voice most of the time. This week, I've even brought workout clothes and at the beginning of the day really thought I was going. But by the end of the day I've been destroyed and exhausted and all I want to do is go home.
I'm at least getting some kind of work out--Trying to walk to and from work from the parking garage, which is probably three miles or so. Working on maintaining a reasonable pace, which means I can't read because that means I'm going too slowly. And trying to make certain there's something with a fast enough beat on the mp3 player. (Right now? KMFDM NIN and Johnny Cash. It's a mixed bag.)
That's pretty much been my mantra the past week or two. I say it in my best Norrington voice most of the time. This week, I've even brought workout clothes and at the beginning of the day really thought I was going. But by the end of the day I've been destroyed and exhausted and all I want to do is go home.
I'm at least getting some kind of work out--Trying to walk to and from work from the parking garage, which is probably three miles or so. Working on maintaining a reasonable pace, which means I can't read because that means I'm going too slowly. And trying to make certain there's something with a fast enough beat on the mp3 player. (Right now? KMFDM NIN and Johnny Cash. It's a mixed bag.)