wouldn't you know...

it didn't fit! the stupid underarmor shirt didn't fit! i couldn't believe it. i had to resort to my backup bright pink tank top along with my bright yellow and blue shorts. i looked like an easter egg. a big sweaty easter egg.

i'm going to exchange it for a larger size today. hopefully this will be the end of underarmor drama.

UA

yay i bought an underarmor shirt! yay now i can feel motivated again! yay all it takes is spending money to get motivated! yay i'll be broke in order to stay in shape!

rain rain go away

i've been battling the internal struggle of "why go to the gym when you can go home and drink wine and eat cheese?" for the past couple days. i don't know how you girls do it, staying motivated and whatnot. although i must say the underarmor socks are keeping the piggies nicely aerated (is that a word?) i really want to invest in an underarmor shirt because i sweat A LOT at the gym and i can't help but be paranoid that other gym attendees are looking over and saying, "ew, look at the sweaty chinese girl over there."

it's only wednesday??

after hearing about cara and kate's amazing runs i now feel motivated to start training for triathlons. SIKE! bet i had you going there, cara ;-)
i have managed to cut down my mile times to 8min/mile, but i've only been running 2 mi spurts, and it's still not down to a competetive level. eh, maybe next year.
on a more spiritual note, i'm going to my 2nd yoga class tonight. last week the yoga instructor was moving parts of my body this way and that, which i thought was odd, but i figured, "that's okay, clearly he's gay." then i heard that not only is he straight, but dates girls in the yoga class too! EEEEW! anyway, even with that knowledge, i think i'll keep going and strive to be a tree.