So did y'all rush on over here to see whether I kept my word about going to the gym?
Oh, ye of little faith...
Not only did I go through with it, I kicked ass for 45 minutes in a high/low aerobics class. I am gym-goer, hear me roar!
Okay, a slight exaggeration. I paced myself. And it goes without saying that I hid at the back of the class...y'know...just in case. But I did it. All 45 minutes plus some abs and assorted other muscles.
And, you know what?
I didn't hate it.
I really didn't.
And when I got home, I wrote two pages on my WIP, so it's not like I took away from writing time. Oh, and get this: I fell asleep easier, SLEPT THE NIGHT THROUGH, and FELT better this morning.
Bonus.
So, bear with me faithful blogreaders. I know we've been down this road before, but this time...this time...
...things are gonna be different.
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Means I have to come back and look tomorrow. Good luck.
Yay, Randy. Y'think some of that energy will jump through the 'puter and give me the impetus to get on the treadmill tomorrow?
Hmm. Well, maybe after I get back from the salon.
Good for you, Randy. Bonus: More creativity, too (or so I'm told). Had to pop over and have a look-see at your blog. Love your header. Take care :)
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