Why I need a breast reduction...
On Wednesday night Neighbor Tom and I went to the gym. I hopped on the treadmill and got in 4.15 miles with 3 half mile fast intervals. When I got home to shower I realized that I had a huge bruise on my chest, near my armpit from my breasts bouncing out of control during the run.
SICK!!!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Welcome Back
This is a call to action. Jaime get your ass off that couch and hit the pavement, or treadmill belt, or at the very least the bike seat. You have been a fat ass slacker for too long and now you are going to take control.
Hell yea.
Today I got also received some motivation from Lou to maybe make a little effort to start blogging again. There has been a ton going on in my life, which eventually I will get around to updating my 4 followers, but not today. Sorry.
Last night we went out for a birthday party celebrating Adj, her roommate from college Julie, and their friend Zach’s birthdays. The night started at a BYOB sushi restaurant with 8 bottles of wine for 9 people, and then we went out in Boystown, which was full of rum and drag queens.
We are at one of the bars and I am chatting with Julie. Julie is getting married September, and although I am friendly with her, we are not invite each other to wedding close. But this is the conversation we had. While reading, please imagine that these words were said with a slur.
Julie: I totally want you to come to my Bachelorette party. You’re coming right? It’s going to be such a fun time.
Me: Yes of course I will be there!
Julie: And I want you to come to my wedding too! There are a lot of people that won’t be able to come so I want you to come!
Me: Julie I would be on the B list of your wedding list any day…
So this entry is slightly lame, but I am a little rusty. Give me a chance, I promise to be more entertaining next time.
Hell yea.
Today I got also received some motivation from Lou to maybe make a little effort to start blogging again. There has been a ton going on in my life, which eventually I will get around to updating my 4 followers, but not today. Sorry.
Last night we went out for a birthday party celebrating Adj, her roommate from college Julie, and their friend Zach’s birthdays. The night started at a BYOB sushi restaurant with 8 bottles of wine for 9 people, and then we went out in Boystown, which was full of rum and drag queens.
We are at one of the bars and I am chatting with Julie. Julie is getting married September, and although I am friendly with her, we are not invite each other to wedding close. But this is the conversation we had. While reading, please imagine that these words were said with a slur.
Julie: I totally want you to come to my Bachelorette party. You’re coming right? It’s going to be such a fun time.
Me: Yes of course I will be there!
Julie: And I want you to come to my wedding too! There are a lot of people that won’t be able to come so I want you to come!
Me: Julie I would be on the B list of your wedding list any day…
So this entry is slightly lame, but I am a little rusty. Give me a chance, I promise to be more entertaining next time.
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