I don’t want to get off on a rantling, here, but why is it whenever I want to workout and lose weight, my muscles just pay the price in the morning? I was so sore waking up, and swinging my legs out of bed that they screamed in agony, and I very nearly joined in. This is going to make walking from class to class ultra difficult, not to mention that I go to Foothill College, and it is named so for a reason. Oh boy. When I get back from my meeting at work, I’ll post a little bit more. Until then, I’m popping two Aleve and downing a can of Big Red left over from the impromptu gather last night.
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