Baby’s 1st Phobia

So here it is, my one unexplainable and recently-revealed fear: Going to the gym. No idea where this stems from. Possibly because the last year of gym class I ever had in school was spent with a healing broken nose; possibly because my knees are shot at the tender age of 25 (they have been since … say, the even tenderer age of 18); possibly because of nothing. I can confirm that the reason is not: Self-esteem issues A desire to be enormous Freemason conspiracy … Continue reading

Why Working Out at Midnight Just Feels Like Summer

I just had a really good workout. The first workout since my first workout after the New Years resolution that I would continue to workout more, which didn’t work out. [The cymbals would crash here, if the drummer hadn’t already left in his boredom.] And I feel REALLY good. You should do it too. And eat more clementines. I’ve been doing that all week, too, thanks to Lauren buying a crate she can’t possibly finish on her own. That, of course, does not make up … Continue reading