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Just now, I paused my iTunes so I could sneeze...once I sneezed, I pressed play.

what the ?

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Last night, I had a girl moment. And I mean a total girlOnTheBrinkBigFatCrocodileTears moment cuz--oh! speaking of fat--I am. Normally, this is a lingering thought that tugs at my self conscience of which, I do nothing about.

usually.

well instead.

this time.

unlike last time.

or that other time.

(how long can i do this one sentence per line crap you ask).

that long.

oh heh. ANYWAY. on with the story-- I went to the gym, at the boyfriends suggestion (god love him). and so I went. Man, I kicked some elliptical ass! Usually, when I hop on to the elliptical, I start out slow and gradually work up to something that equals a sweaty girl cuz GOD! that machine is evil. Ow!

Not this time. oh no. I was p.i.s.s.e.d. off and ellipticalled (totally made that up) with a vengence. Whats more, everytime I felt I was being judged by some moronic (right? cuz you cant possibly have all those muscles and be hot AND have intelligence...that wouldn't be fair) muscle boy who could possibly be, but HIGHLY UNLIKEY (duh), looking my way...I would hit it harder.

Seriously, by the time I was done, my lungs were burning. and as I walked over to the spray and towel to clean my beaten-up machine (as all good gym people do, right! right?), I was seriously worried my legs were gonna give out. I felt all shakey and ...

accomplished.

YEAH TAKE THAT JIGGLY FAT.

and. HOLY SHIT DID YOU SEE ME BEAT THAT MACHINE UP! DIDJA? CUZ. I TOTALLY BEAT IT UP!

Today I have the reminants of a severe elliptical beating...toosh and stems slightly achy. But, yeah, I totally won this time.

I'm so happy about it, I just might go back tonight. You can't hide from me, Mr. Elliptical!

oh and! I weighed myself before I left the gym, and turns out? I've only gained 1.5 lbs. since I last went to the gym --which was march. not bad, eh? also, 21 days=3weeks of non-smoker life *flex* take that, nonHavingFaithInMeMoFo's!