OK, name that movie. I know ya'll know it, *hint* BEEN is pronounced bean. It's the British accent.
I have been remiss in my blogging duties. Sorry. No, really I am. Swearsies. It's my laptop. It's a Dell and it's ancient. Like older than 5 years and I don't even know how much older than 5 years. In the world of computers I'm pretty sure that translates to something equivalent to B.C. right? The thing just keeps on trucking though and it's a friggin miracle. The problem? The damn power cord. I've talked to other Dell laptop owners and apparently I'm not the only one with this issue. It's sad though, I mean the laptop is fine other wise. It's like the laptop equivalent of a Honda or Toyota. SOLID. The cord? Ford. Ha, it even rhymes! Damn I'm good.
Nah, not really, just high off an hour at the gym. Ya know if I'm not slovenly sitting on the computer at night it turns out I'll go to the gym. Friggin NOVEL! I'm kinda hoping it'll payoff. Somehow. I'm not getting my hopes up though since I've well and good passed the 30 yr old mark and it seems my body really has a special bond to cellulite. Special bond. Like a Labrador and it's tennis ball. It's not pretty folks, not pretty at all so 3-5 days a week at the gym with light weights (yes, light I bulk up like you would not believe) and 45 minutes of cardio. Elliptical, no running. My knees can't take it.
*PLEASE NOTE* this gym thing is NOT a New Years resolution. This was the time at which all they gyms had the best sign on deals. Reality peeps, this was the point at which I was sure if I didn't do something drastic immediately I would pass up a point of no return. I saw a couple come in and work out this evening and I looked at the chick (who was at least 5 years younger than me if not more) and thought "Huh, that is the next step of chunky I was going to be at my previous rate of weight gain.". The thought sent chills up my spine. I had been on the elliptical for 40 minutes at this point, heart rate in the 150's so I wasn't exactly cold.
Texas has put 20 extra pounds on my ass and I'm hoping to take it all off. And no, I'm not expecting miracles or doing any crash freaky diets. Check back with me in 6 months. If I haven't lost it there may be talk of more drastic measures.