So today I went to the gym. I know I may start my Blogs with that quite often – however the gym is a huge deal in my life. It’s amazing that I only pay about $10 per month for it – but if it weren’t for the gym I’d probably be some fatass, lying on my bed, drinking a whole mickey of whisky and watching Coronation Street. I’d just end up getting fatter and fatter and more disgusted with myself. Thank God that’s not me.
Some people at the gym don’t work as hard as I do. I get on the elliptical and push it for an hour. I’m so grateful now that I’m not working for someone else, I have the time to dedicate an hour to my cardio. I used to only do half an hour. I’m really looking forward to having a flat belly. It takes months to obtain a flat belly. I don’t care what you say or what kind of stupid-ass link you send me with some hunky model guy demonstrating sit-ups: I DON’T CARE. My gym routine works for me.
BTW I didn’t go to the gym yesterday. I was too tempted to have a drink before or after if I went – so I chose not to go.