Gym Win

Well. The craigslisting didn't happen. There might even still be a broken shot glass in the garbage disposal. The Plan failed. But giraffy and I, against all odds and mutual whining made it to the gym. Go us!

Apparently, taking three weeks off wreaks havoc. It was ugly. I felt like all of a sudden the treadmill was 9000 feet above sea level. Giraffy was making "are we DONE yet" signs across treadmills. Still though. Woot.
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1 comment:

  1. It was like I've never run before, ever, EVER. Soooo ugly.