day tres

well hell. why in the world did i decide to do this again? i should have DEF promised myself a different manicure everyday for a year or something, not this fresh hell. woof. sadly no great sightings at the gym today besides distendy. know what? i really have an issue with the fact that she does the following: clearly starves herself, does not brush her hair (as is evidenced by her dread-locks (white girl spelling)), puts her stack of yoga magazines on the machine next to her (RUDEST!) and doesn't wear a shirt. she wears a sports bra, whatever, that is NOT an acceptable top. boys don't walk around without a top on, so neither should she. i have a feeling i'll have to document her on here at some point, because you probably don't believe me.

also, i have remembered something (someone...) that annoys me. you know that girl who works that damn elliptical so hard that it comes up off the ground? i mean srsly bitch? if you need to go that hard and at that high an incline let me introduce you to my friend the treadmill. he's quite an amazing toy if you get to know him, and offers a great variety of incline/speed options that will surely induce the leg burn you need, and make far less noise, thereby irritating those around you much less in turn. not even mandy moore singing about candy at the top of her lungs could drown out the sound of you brutalizing the poor machine.

moving on...

day 3 outfit: gap yoga pants. black delta gamma anchorsplash 2005 t-shirt. black and pink lululemon dance headband (yep 2x this week, don't worry i know i'm totally disgusting) and my gray and pink asics. another favorite (well i don't lurf the gap pants but i can't afford to clad myself in $120 groove pants everyday so until i win the lottery, i have to make do on slightly less than the best every now and then) so expect to read about it again. the only issue i have with it is when i do laundry and i see the tagline on the back "everything's hotter under the water" and then i get the song 'under the sea' from the little mermaid in my head and it makes me seriously insane.under da seeeeeeeea, under da seeeeea....see, now you know how it feels

day 3 results: 48 minutes, 500 calories. max heart rate 168, average 157. 18% from fat. also, when i click through my results on my wrist monitor it says to me, "goal: work out much more this week." um, let the record show, your honor, that i did not program it to say as such. it made that shit up completely on it's own. how rude.

day 3 food: bish please it's hunger games night. i'm going to probably skip this portion of the blogging until i have some really delicious meals i've cooked up to share with the masses. i did however have a delicious taste of a hoosier mama pie today and it damn near made me slip right out my seat it was so good. highly suggest.

and finally, for a laugh

thanks heather, via

and now, MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOR, BITCHES!