Maybe Gossip Burns Calories
IÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢m back into the whole gym routine and feeling as inadequate as ever. IÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢m working my butt off (hopefully literally) when this skinny bitch gets on the elliptical machine next to me. As she starts I notice sheÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s going at least twice the speed I am. I thought it wasnÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t about the speed but the resistance but who knows :dunno:
I just do my best to ignore her and continue reading my People magazine. The only times I will ever read these kinds of magazines are at:
A. the gym
B. the laundromat
C. the doctors office.
Reading about Angelina possibly being pregnant again or who Jessica may or may not be dating is perfect for when you donÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t want heavy reading and just want to pass the time. ItÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s a bit trashy but itÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s convenient. ItÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s also a good excuse to read this kind of thing that otherwise I wouldnÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t be caught dead with.
It also doesnÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢t hurt to be looking at pictures of Heather Locklear (who is what…in her 40s at least) in a bikini for motivation to finish the last 10 minutes :thumbsup: This woman looks better in her forties than I looked at 17 :rant:
If only there was a way to see instant results from a week (3 days actually) of exercise. I suppose the comment last night that my butt felt firmer is something :cheesy: