notes from the gym

1. The treadmills at my neighborhood gym have built-in fans. They work great ... to cool the hair on the very top of my head. In my next life I'm going to be more than 5'1, dammit.

2. There was a guy today on the treadmill on the steepest setting, lugging a full backpack up an imaginary hill. That was cool, but the woman knitting on the exercycle was probably cooler. Me, I entertain myself on the cardio machines with cooking magazines. Not the low-fat ones, either.

3. Personal training is included in the $19/month membership fee. Thursday's trainer is a curvy, bossy little redhead (this picture doesn't do her justice). You'd think that might convince J to join me, but so far no.

4. I've gone 6 days per week for the past three weeks, and I've been eating my salads and oatmeal and everything. Why aren't I a size 4 yet?

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Spell-check's suggestion for my name is Lassa.

See? I told you I'm more dangerous than I look.

and the fact that I am telling you this instead of actually finishing typing the document tells you how much I'm not in the mood for homework.