So I am having what I, and most women out there call a fat day. To make things worse, it isn't just a day - I could deal with that, I'm having a fat two weeks. So I took matters into my own hands, which is never really ...good. I have C vitamins, B vitamins (what the fuck do they do? - In case you're wondering, make you fucking hyper as hell, I'm seriously typing a mile a minute here) and mix this in with a little Dresden Dolls, a pair of men's sport shorts, a tank top and some comfy sneaks and to top it all off - A treadmill!
I ran for 30 minutes already on the speed of 6 with an incline of 10. I don't think I've seen this much sweat come off of my body in my life.
Oh yeah, and I start school in a week! (I still need to call and get a schedule) yay!
I ran for 30 minutes already on the speed of 6 with an incline of 10. I don't think I've seen this much sweat come off of my body in my life.
Oh yeah, and I start school in a week! (I still need to call and get a schedule) yay!


My fat days usually involve chocolate and grapes. Mmm...