written on my iPhone out of desperation since I'm way too fucking early to be acceptably early for yoga. class is at 8... it's currently 12 minutes after 7. so... yeah. I'm that weird person in their car, typing furiously on their phone like they're doing something important. main difference is I'm not doing anything of importance.
and I have zero excuse.

so, you may wonder what in the blazes I'm doing at a yoga studio, nevermind the fact I'm in the parking lot like some kind of predator.
I am starting on the long haul to being in a shape that doesn't remind me of mr potato head. in other words, it's time to get fit, both for me and well... just for me. and that Easter purple dress that I have to wear in July.
I reeeeeaaaaaaallllllllyyyyy need to tan, that reminds me.

anyhow, this stab at actually going to yoga is my new "get er done" mantra. I want to hit the gym and yoga with more regularity than previously (the fact I'm still sitting in my car is testament to my laziness). I want to not only feel good but look good. so here it is, in writing. maybe I won't be sic a slack artist now that it's semi-permanent.

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written on my iPhone out of desperation since I'm way too fucking early to be acceptably early for yoga. class is at 8... it's currently 12 minutes after 7. so... yeah. I'm that weird person in their car, typing furiously on their phone like they're doing something important. main difference is I'm not doing anything of importance.
and I have zero excuse.

so, you may wonder what in the blazes I'm doing at a yoga studio, nevermind the fact I'm in the parking lot like some kind of predator.
I am starting on the long haul to being in a shape that doesn't remind me of mr potato head. in other words, it's time to get fit, both for me and well... just for me. and that Easter purple dress that I have to wear in July.
I reeeeeaaaaaaallllllllyyyyy need to tan, that reminds me.

anyhow, this stab at actually going to yoga is my new "get er done" mantra. I want to hit the gym and yoga with more regularity than previously (the fact I'm still sitting in my car is testament to my laziness). I want to not only feel good but look good. so here it is, in writing. maybe I won't be sic a slack artist now that it's semi-permanent.