Yesterday was my dreaded monthly training session at the gym where a trainer measures me and compares my progress to last month’s. Normally, I am pumped for this because then I can actually get a little retribution for the hard work and determination I’ve invested in this “losing weight” thing. (Hard work and determination that does not extend to giving up alcohol or other unhealthy vices.), Anyway, I was dreading yesterday’s because I have slacked off for two weeks or so prior and after my trip to San Diego. To my surprise, however, after yesterday’s session I learned that I reached the measurement goals that were set up for me when I first started at the gym, and I lost five pounds! How does that work?
After running a few options through my head...no, I haven't starved myself...no, I haven't been drinking less...etc. etc, I've come to a conclusion. I’m utterly convinced it’s sex. I’ve been diligently trying to lose weight for two months now, and the two weeks I take off from the gym, I have sex four or so times a week and suddenly I lose five pounds. I love it. On the other hand, my love for British men and accents might run a little too deep. The trainer who worked with me yesterday was British, and I swear they’re a nation of sweet-talkers. He convinced me somehow, and I’m still trying to figure out how, to sign a commitment form to pay for personal training sessions in a couple weeks, and he is going to be contacting me. Personal training is something that I am extremely interested in, however, it is incredibly expensive and I’ve been trying to pay off debts, bills and rent in a timely manner. (I’m finally learning how to be responsible and somewhat self-sufficient at age 24). So, now I’ve committed to paying him $230 for three training sessions. Whoops. Oh well, I suppose it’s better than $230 on another pair of jeans or shoes. At least this way I’m doing something better for my health. AND from this point forth I will be able to compare the benefits of sex with a British man and work-outs with a British man. Updates to come…
Wednesday, March 1, 2006
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Sex workouts are the very best, they work muscles you never even knew you had:)
I know, I'm waiting for the enchantment to rub off. Why is it that everything sounds so much nicer with an accent? He could even say something mean and I'd say, "Ohhh." Quite pathetic really.
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