I’m in mourning.

And totally bored. It’s -8 out right now and at 2:30 The Hus texted me and told me to “go straight home after work – NO GYM!”. BAH-humbug. I told him he was the meanest and I’ve been pouting on the couch since 4:00.

I was really in the mood for spinning tonight.

My toes haven’t had feeling in them since I left work.

I hate working out at home so i’m not even forcing myself to do a Nike workout, or a Jillian DVD or even an insanity DVD. Nope. I’d rather double up the workouts tomorrow than do a workout in my house with PS2 and the cat staring at me.

On that depressing, complaining note, I think I have a bottle of wine in the fridge calling my name…




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