hrm. Stuff's okay. I'm eating very well and -still- working out. It is so rewarding. No matter how my mind and spirit breaks down each day at least I know my body is getting stronger. Today I ran for 15 minutes, lifted some weights, then biked around the neighborhood like someone cute was watching. I had washed my hair and when I do that and then bike I get maximum volume. I look so silly.
Roomie is officially moving out next weekend. Not this one. I think it is only fair as the 15th is midweek. I tell ya. I'm excited like his leaving is me getting a Tyco Turbo Hammer for my birthday. I know what I'm getting and it only makes me more excited. Some time alone and a complete apartment overhaul. Fucking psyched.
Everyday ends
Every one ends alone
And that is okay
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