This is pretty much how I’m feeling at this point. I just had a brownie with ice cream from Applebees a few hours ago…so much for the squat challenge. Plus, my boyfriend just told me I’m not serious about my workouts. Failure is in the air. 😦 Sad face
Hello, valued Listener. You look lovely today. That colour suits you.
I know, it makes me feel a bit perturbed as well.
But I like exercise. I go through phases of doing it fairly regularly. I like an endorphin as much as the next man, and I enjoy the feeling of smugness that accompanies sweatily getting into a shower after a 30 minute run.
But for every 30 minute run, there is the Failed Exercise Attempt. You know what I’m talking about, dearest, static Listener. Those planned exercise sessions, that picture of your ideal body pinned to your wardrobe, the delicate fillet of lemon sole in your fridge, all geared towards transforming you into the Most Awesomely Stunning Example of Physical and Aesthetic Perfection in the World. All going up in smoke like a wet tea towel left on a burning hob.
I have identified four types of Failed…
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