day twenty five.

the gym. a place where i could easily find myself going far too regularly. it's actually really fun. and given that i'm about to embark on a 5-day spree at the gym (shout out to tom), you could say that i'm a happy bunny. screw eating lets just play on the shit! no really lets play on it. hopefully with all the muscular, sweaty men wandering around i won't be hung up on how bad i look and the weight will just drop off. bam. right in time for meg's gay cruise. 17 days to go.