10th
7/10/09, or, the day the YMCA drafts my membership dues
so maybe i should go there since i fucking pay for it. right? i kind of didn’t go to the gym all week. like since sunday. all kinds of retarded excuses abound ranging from migraine, to i ate too much and going to the gym would make me feel terrible, to i’m a fucking lazy bastard, to all of my socks are dirty, sorry!
but today, today i will go. i’m not sure what i’ll do or how long i’ll last, but i’ll tough it out. and tomorrow will be easier. and then sunday and then the upcoming week begins. the problem is bootcamp is over. i really needed that. must find replacement. i simply cannot be accountable to myself, probably because i don’t like myself (can i pay myself a co-pay and $75 for that revelation?).
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i’m not even that overweight. i could stand to lose 20 pounds to be in tip top shape. i’m just pissed that i can’t follow through or make better decisions for myself. nothing new.
