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No More Bagels, Please . . .

I am ending my morning bagel and coffee run. It is getting expensive, and I really just have spent way too much money and time on Aaron the Beast to be doing it, anyways. I haven't seen Aaron in like 2 weeks, and he's out of town this week. I think I'm having withdrawals. I HATE going to the gym to do cardio, but I really do love my resistance training workouts with Aaron. It makes me feel strong and like I've really accomplished something. There's a really good feeling that comes from making your body do things that it doesn't want to do. Good for my soul, maybe? I am going to make it in for cardio today! It takes so much energy to make myself actually go to the gym, but there's never a time when I leave the gym and say that I wished I hadn't gone. It really does give you a boost; it's just a matter of getting there ...Not sure if I can give up the coffee so readily, though...

No class today. I actually got to wake up without the alarm clock blaring. My week without Gabby ends today as well, but I miss her lots and lots. Can't wait to see her smiling, shiny face later this evening! I don't like waking up alone in my bed...even though waking up to Gabby probably isn't too healthy...it's still nice to see her face first thing in the morning.

I need something right now, and I'm not sure what it is...A little soul searching on the elliptical trainer today? Good place to think, that's for sure...ok, ok, ok...I'm stalling...My mind and body really seems to be craving that sweaty, hot gym...SO JUST GET UP AND DO IT!!!


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Aaron the Beast would be so proud of me...and I feel GREAT!
Jessiedc28 said…
You're leaving bagels behind? Huh....what about doughnuts.......
Yep! Leaving the bagels behind. The doughnuts were a one time thing!!! I hope that that will never happen again.
Jessiedc28 said…
But the doughnuts made me laugh...
Yes, the doughnuts make me laugh, too...especially when i see them jiggling around the middle of my abdomen in the mirror.

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