You know what I hate doing? Going to the freaking gym. And tonight I tried and tried and tried and tried to convince Amelia that she didn’t want to go either. But she is a better person than I am and she forced me to go. And for the first little while we were farting around, half-assed doing abs. Then some of the treadmills opened up and we decided we would do half-assed cardio for an hour. And I don’t know what happened to me (because I thought I was tired), but I managed to run without stopping for an entire hour. I only went 7km (I don’t run very fast), but I didn’t stop the whole time. I am seriously freaking proud of myself. I don’t remember the last time I did that.
So thanks, Ameliar! When I’m done giving self-high-fives, I’ll send one your way!