I'm done forever with the fucking fitness class! Huzzah huzzah! I took a look at my notebook to see how many classes I've missed, and the answer is only 4! And two of those are being excused because I'm a horrible person with no soul and morals that don't match up with most of the rest of the world. Either way: I'm only being counted as absent twice. So, while that class was a complete waste of my time, I'm not being penalized for it.
I have soup and a diet coke for brunch nom nom. I have a salad too, and some fruit, but that can wait until later. Ryan's coming over for dinner tonight and I think I'm making chicken kabobs since I have all the stuff for that.
I want to call my sister and see if she'll let me borrow her crazy ab lounge thingie for a month or two to see if I like doing abs that way. The short answer will be no, because I hate working on my abs, but I need to do something about them. I'm going to get my yoga pass in a week and I am hitting the cardio hardcore until then.
My office is freezing again, even though the sun is shining brightly through my window.
I need to make a schedule and finish some work. I kinda miss my boyfriend. Good thing he's coming for dinner tonight.