Like I mentioned before, I went and joined a gym. Before I joined, I used a trial membership at a place I'll call...Burves. I didn't like it much there. I got bored. I prefer variety. And guidance. So I also got me a trainer. I think she killed me today. And I can't stop thinking about food and counting calories. And I have to write down everything I eat. I won't post that information, I'm just telling you that I have to do it and then TURN IT IN. That's right -- Eating Homework. I mean, not the process of eating homework, I mean -- you know what I mean. It has, at least, prevented me from eating M&Ms this afternoon, and also from shoveling a handful of chocolate chips into my face. Because I don't want to be held accountable for that tomorrow when my trainer kills me again.
I can't feel my legs.