fSo I ended up at the track yeterday instead of the treadmill. I think the treadmill gave me a glorified confidence because when I hit that track I wanted to die... especially when the 300 lb guy with ANKLE weights on passed me...

BUT, nonetheless, I got my 30 minutes and did some weight training afterwards.

Take that, you evil gym with ugly carpet, bland walls and the sorostitutes that stand on the ellipticals and talk on their cell phones.

I have GOT to figure out my breakfast delimma. I have been switching stuff around for months and months trying to find a happy medium between feeling too full and being starving an hour after I eat. Egg whites were too much at 4 am. Now the green juice is filling enough at first, but an hour and half later I'm starving. Time to switch it up a bit.


How exciting am I?