I talk about kicking exercising's ass. Cause exercising is a noun, not a verb.12:12 a.m. - 2003-03-29
I think I'm going to do another entry about working out! Ironically enough... I didn't today. Ain't that funny? Other than my "dresser pushups". Which are really uncomfortable. But anyway.
Why can't it be spring all year long? Or fall, you know, I'm okay with either. Of course, it keeps frickin' raining.
But, you know, those perfect wonderful 60-70 degree days. It doesn't have to be sunny, although its nice. A gentle breeze is good. Not all smoggy-humid-and-hot, like it gets in summer. Not all so-cold-you-get-nosebleeds-y, like it gets in winter. I mean, when the weather is that good, you don't really have to motivate yourself to get off your lazy fat ass. You look outside, and you want to go and kick some exercising ass! (All like, "Hyah! Take that, exercising's ass!")
I've noticed I'm getting less stressed lately, too. Which I should have realized, I did take a frickin' class on stress. Exercise is so good! Why don't I do it year round? It would be cool to just be able to go to different places that have the "ideal" weather. Like, spring could be here. Summer, up to... uh, Minnesota or something. Fall, here. Winter, Florida. Unless those huge mutant misquitos they have down there are about year-round. Then I'd find someplace else.
Well, I have to get up before noon tomorrow, so I guess I shall now take my leave, so I can take out my contacts and crap.
:o)
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