||[Jun. 16th, 2004|09:47 am]
Whole lotta labia.
|[||how ya feelin'?
First things absolutely first: kiltsandlollies, you suck. You are amazing and heartwrenching and phenomenal and this morning you suck donkey balls because I'd JUST NOW managed to stop thinking about those two on a daily basis. Damn you.
Last night's weigh-in had me down 1.8lbs. That's 158.6 and .2 away from what I was hoping for so I'm quite pleased. Dinner was Indian food and I managed not to eat *everything* .. though I did give it a good shot. Today it's back in the saddle and I've got lots of fruit and veggies and Matt and I are having seafood tonight so that'll help me stay on track. Caitlin's all about the grill lately so I have no doubts about Thursday.. and Friday night I might be alone, which means Subway.
The gym was the usual.. 30 minutes on the elliptical and 20 minutes of weights. I tried some unfortunate machines this morning, won't be doing them again. But I did work out on the assisted dip and chinup machine which I love. Tomorrow, I think I might try to run for 15 and elliptical for 20 and then do some leg weights. Legs take less time because the hack squat covers everything but the inner and outer thigh (and if I put my feet far enough apart it covers those too) so I can futz around with other stuff and still spend less time than I do on arms.
Thanks to everyone who read and commented on the soul-baring stuff yesterday. I know the fitness stuff comes off as more than a little self-centered and I wanted you to see where I was coming from. You are all lovelier than you can imagine. Except for Laura. She's usually lovely but as we covered above, she sucks this morning. (omg, kidding! *loves*)
Dear NPR: Fuck you for running a Bloomsday report from Dublin this morning and talking about Temple Bar and making me all misty-eyed on 795. On the other hand, you recovered nicely by putting in a snippet from the 1812 Overture during your report on the Hollywood Bowl so.. I suppose you're forgiven. But knock it off with the Dublin shit.
Dear Governor of Arkansas: I'm not sure I agree with all your methods. But go you for making it a priority. Also, fuck you for mentioning the deep fried Twinkie during your interview yesterday. I've been craving Twinkies ever since. Jerk.
Dear Muse: *poke*
So how are you all today?