so it's pretty much a given at this point that I will not exercise in the comfort of my own home. Witness last night - I was all set and ready and prepared to use the
clothes hanger recumbent bike, but then I had to watch Sunday's episode of
Metalocalypse and then I started reading
Castle by J. Robert Lennon (what an awesome, awesomely fucked-up book that is) and then I had to read all the Wikipedia entries about books written by E.B. White and the next thing I know it's 12:30am.
(Insert Patton Oswalt's routine about his treadmill auditioning for his attention here.)
So tonight I meet with Kyle again. I believe he's going to show me the cardio machines, and then I do my little machine routine with him. One of the other women in the league and I are trying to figure out a time when we can go to a Pilates class together, that should be interesting.
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