9:53 p.m. - Sunday, Sept. 24, 2006
instead i got lunacy
god it felt so good to get up today and the sun was shineing, it was still a little chilly out, but the sun was out. it's been three weeks since the sun was out on a weekend,
it felt so good.
so i went to the gym. i know it's the first time the sun is out and i go inside? but i haven't been going to the gym latly. and the few times i've gone, well the sucked. but this time it was good.
what the hell is up with running on the treadmills? i know people enjoy it, but how? but then again, i don't really enjoy running at all, i don't really know how to run. spirnting i'm good at, or at least i used to be good at. but running for more than say four hundered meters? i can't really do it, even then i'm getting pretty tried towards the end. and you can't sprint on the treadmills. or at least i can't.
but other wise, it was a good work out.
and i burned at least 750 cal there (acroding to the machines, plus swiming!). yesterday, sat. it was all i could do to get out of bed to walk my dogs and do a little work on my car. it now has two holes in the trunk (so the jumper cables can work)
god i wish someone would write to me, cat's "farmed animal net" or whatever the weekly newsletter is didn't even come this week. if it wasn't for the stuff i ordered coming, i'd start to worry about my email-box... i guess i'll call eric tomarrow. it's seems so weird that all of my friends just picked the same time to ingore me. i guess i've been doing that to them for as long as i can remeber so i suppost i desrive it.
but the sun was out today, and i don't really care.
the thing is, they were predicting the same or worse for this weekend, it was supposed to snow friday night. and remain miserable till tue. i'm so glad they have no idea what they are talking about.
np: lilly allen, chreyl tweedy
i wish my life was not so boring
