Oh yeah. I don't like using a personal trainer because I reject being pushed and told what to do, but I live for praise.

My physical therapist wasn't pushy at all (at least the good one wasn't), but the personal trainer yesterday really was. I cannot work out for a straight hour without a break, at least not yet. I did find out that I can use the gliding machine (probably not what it is actually called), of course I can only use it for 2 minutes at a time, but it's a start.

Is twitter broken for anyone else?

Has anyone seen my motivation? Getting anything done is taking way too much energy, and I have a lot of need to get done.

I think mine ran off with yours.

I wanted to use the recumbent bikes at the gym, but my legs are too short. I can't get my leg up high enough to get over the central part, and I got very tired of being the awkward middled-aged fat person in front of all the spandexed college students.

A lot of the machines are geared for someone at least three inches taller than me, and the free weight areas are full of steroid junkies flexing at each other. And the women's section doesn't have many weights, and that's full of spandexed young mothers bitching about their friends and pretending they can still attract the steroid junkies.

Apparently our motivations are all on strike in Europe.

A lot of the machines are geared for someone at least three inches taller than me

Tell me about it. Everything is made for someone taller than me.

and the free weight areas are full of steroid junkies flexing at each other. And the women's section doesn't have many weights, and that's full of spandexed young mothers bitching about their friends and pretending they can still attract the steroid junkies.

There's a separate women's section at your gym? I'm very grateful that this gym doesn't have any steroid junkies or tiny little spandexed women, it's mostly women in their 40s through 70s, so I don't feel intimidated to be there.

The separate section was nice, then I felt like I should be ashamed of myself, so I went out in the larger section. I get ignored more in the main gym, which I like. The older people show up in the middle of the day. I generally go in the evening, when all the people trying to get laid show up.

I kept putting off working out because I didn't have a sports bra (lame excuse) and now I have one. But I still have done much. I have a bunch of dvds I just need to move some furniture around.

So, there was a mix up at my pharmacy. I called to find out the status on Abilify. The person on the phone said they had no record of it. I physically had it in along with the Klonopin refill (which I can't get yet) and I told the lady that and that the Abilify would need a pre auth. Nope she says, no record. She talked to the pharmacist and he'll call to get it again.

Since the pharmacist is done the block I went over there and talked to them in person. Turns out the person who took it put it in the system, saw that it needed a pre authorization, deleted it out of the computer and then did something with the physical copy I'm not sure of. But the pharmacist was apologetic and said he'll get the ball rolling.

Oh wow, got a winner on OKCupid. First message: "you wana go out with me? male 39 single and not that ugly for you...:) "

I checked out his profile, just in case it's worth overlooking that stellar intro...cuz maybe it's just me reading it as insulting? Like, I should be lucky to be getting any interest from any guy?. Then i get another msg: "male 39 single ,bolding...lol and not that hot for you...:)"

I. Don't. Even.