Tuesday, January 15, 2013

I went to the gym today. Gyms are not my thing. They remind me of picking up my brother (and his grimy little friends) from wrestling practice and forcing them to roll down all the windows so they wouldn't stink up my car. I also have a ton of anxiety about gyms. Are people looking at me? Do I look cool? Am I working out hard enough? I did 20 minutes on the elliptical today and then made myself so nervous that I started feeling pukey. My hatred of the gym: I'm working on it.

It. Is. COLD. In. Houston. White Christmas? Not interested. Leaves changing colors? Couldn't care less. I want sunshine, 80 degree weather, frozen yogurt, and t-shirts all year long. There is California blood flowing through these veins and there always will be. The Wonder Dog and I will spend this week snuggled up, drinking tea, and eating oranges to keep all the germs away.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

just stopping by to say hey