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gym business.

So I’ve decided today, in my pile of illness and misery, that I need to work on being a healthier person. While I used to go to the gym on a regular basis I’ve since said fuck it and have allowed myself to become this disgusting amorphous blob of sorts, and it’s gross. So, now, with my head cold and my AWESOME outlook on life, I’m going to hit the gym more often, starting tonight.

I know it sounds awful but I really don’t care about how I look most of the time anymore. And that worries me more than anything. When you get so apathetic about things that you no longer really care about your outward appearance it seems to me that that’s sort of a red flag. So I think it’s about time I got my shit into gear.

I feel like after my last (and only) relationship I sort of gave up on trying to be girly. I was never the picture of femininity anyway but I think I just gave up on it altogether because I no longer felt like I had any reason to try. Now I’m realizing that there are people worth impressing and I’m definitely not doing that sitting around on my ass all the time.

So here goes. Let’s see if I can get over this head cold business long enough to burn at least a good 500-600 calories tonight.