OK, the rightness of my position has been affirmed. Am now about to feed Annabel and conveniently be way too busy to call anyone until it's too late in the time zone in question, and hopefully everyone will have cooled down by tomorrow.
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I *so* did not want to work out after work today. All I could envision was me curled up on the couch with pizza.
And yet, I went to the gym and hit the treadmill for 40 minutes.
I deserve a fucking cookie. Or at least a gold star.
I am, however, eating the following VERY tasty and VERY healthy dinner: salmon fillet, cooked on Foreman grill, drizzled with olive oil and sprinkled with basil; couscous with olive oil and a sprinkling of parmesan cheese; and a bowl full of green beans, yellow string beans, grape tomatoes, and crumbled feta, drizzled with the most incredible balsamic vinegar EVAR.
Yum.
Go you with the willpower and the workout and the healthy eating, Tepalina!
I still want a damn cookie.
t edit And I admit, it's a healthy meal, but I don't cook anything that doesn't taste good. Er, what I mean to say is, when I threw it together, I wasn't thinking "THIS will be healthy and encourage cardiovascular fitness!"; I was thinking, and I paraphrase here, "YUMNOWYUMYUMYUM." The healthiness of it is just a bonus.
Oh, yummmm
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Oh well, road to hell and all that...
Lemme try it this way
&stars; oh, and
You are being very good Tep, I'm proud of you. My will power these days sucks.
I'm about to hop in the hot tub and turn into a prune.
Go Teppy with the willpower and the exercising!
I am envious of Tep's health and willpower.
Me, I had a mojito at lunch and a cupcake at 4, and STILL could work up no gym-going willpower. The ducks have deemed this week Official Nibble Jess To Death week, and I am far too spent to do anything but download the episodes of The Office and My Name is Earl that I missed last night and then sit on the couch watching them.
Go, Teppy!
And here I was thinking about skipping my yoga class... GUILTY!