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Just a thought . . .

There is a mortuary located right next to the bagel shop that I go to every morning. Every morning that I leave the bagel shop and get back into my car...there is a very funny smell. This is the only time that I notice this smell, so I'm guessing it's not me or the car. Is it fumes from the mortuary? Gross!

I really like the cheddar herb bagels more than the everything bagels, but I looked up the calorie information, and the cheddar herb bagels have way more fat than ANY of the other bagels. WHAAA! BUT, the cheddar herb bagels are also a little smaller than the everything bagels...hmmmm...maybe I can get away with this after all. I do get the LIGHT plain cream cheese, and I do scrape off most of it...not really for the calories though...I think it's yucky yucky yucky to be eating heaps and mounds of cream cheese!

My ass has never been so sore before in my life!!! I don't think I was ever this sore even when I first started training with Aaron the Beast, and I am going to torture myself this week. Aaron usually won't make me work-out if I'm really sore, but I'm not going to tell him. I'm just going to go in and do cardio this morning and work out with him this afternoon, and take the pain. I am really feeling this whole thing...feeling it after wasting months and months of training sessions, time, and money, but better late than never?

So...the AOC is definitely giving me all the signals that "he's just not that into me", but I figure (and you let me know if you think this is an excuse) that these are special circumstances...I've never met him afterall...

Funny...I only meant to blog the first paragraph...and then I ended up 'talking' nonesense.

Comments

Jammie J. said…
That's a lovely thought. So, if you ever keel over from carbohydrate overexposure, you won't have far to go. :)

What I thought was really funny, tho, was the transition of topics from bagels/mortuary/cream cheese to your sore ass/exercise. Could there be some latent guilt?

Heh heh heh. :) It's all love, girl.
Jeanette: The bagels are actually A-OK with my trainer...It's the cream cheese I keep under wraps...Shhhhh!!!

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