The View From Kalamazoo

So I was Very Good and did my crunches (4 sets of 15) both Sat. night and last night. [Note to self: do not do crunches too late at night, as the resulting endorphins will keep your happy fat ass up half the night.] So neither bright-eyed NOR bushy-tailed did I schlep into the gym this morning. Did my normal (now) routine (weights, crunches, stretching, cardio). Olga upped my leg curl and lat pull down 2 lbs., increased the triceps to 60 lbs. Do you know she chuckles when I say a particular set hurt? Evil! Eeeeeev-iil! [Where are Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy when I need them?) Today’s crunches on Big Wiggly Ball were first with my friend Ball on Big Metal Pole and then more sets with his kith and kin the, much heavier, Weighted Ball. (which is very, very different than Happy Fun Ball, although I do not think you should taunt either of them.) Oh not fun, SO not fun. BUT! (butt?) Today’s weight – 277.2!

And I now have a Live Journal for all things random, mildly embarassing, and not MFA. It seemed a cleaner way to go about tracking things HERE, yet still rambling on about nothing and nonsense THERE, somehow.