I love working out. I do. I am motivated to do it again and get my ass back in shape. The shitty part is that even if you take it easy when you start working out again, the natural consequence of lifting is the morning after soreness. I didn't overdo it. I fatigued my muscles on far less weight than I am accustomed to. Yet, my entire legs are blocks of heavy steel right now.

This pays off eventually, I know. I just hate that it prevents me from working out for days and days. Now that I am finally motivated to go again, I can't. Sure, I could try, but that would do more harm than good. Kind of kills the buzz and motivation.

Of course, I have to work doubles for the next two days, which means I likely won't go over the weekend, either. I got up early today to go and I just realized that if I can barely sit down to pee, then I sure as hell am not going to be sitting down to lift.

At least Scott is going to the store to get us some healthy food.

Maybe my goals are set high, but I believe when it comes to working out, you need to set your goals high, at least at first. If it becomes clear that your goals are unrealistic, then lower them, but for now, my goals are high. My ten year reunion is in one year and I want to look like the rock I did when I graduated. Hell, I want to look better than that. I don't see why this is unattainable, so long as I keep up my routine and eat healthier.

I hope to make some money this weekend, unlike last weekend, which was abysmal. I need to go grocery shopping, but I can't justify going all out when I go to the store, so i wind up buying crap food, because it is cheaper. Until I have half of mext months rent, I won't feel comfortable doing REAL shopping. Granted, Scott owes me about 80 bucks for the electric bill, but I am starting to feel like I will never see the money from it. Especially since we will be getting the next bill very soon and it will likely be as much as the last. We are AC whores.

I want to start dating again. Just a date. I don't think that will come, though, until I am in better shape. Sure, I am not an ogre, but I know that the reason I don't get more dates is because I am so out of shape. Let's face it - looks matter to the extent that it determines whether someone will or will not give you the time of day. They don't matter when you know a person, no, but all other things being equal, who is a guy going to ask out first? The chick he finds attractive, or the one he doesn't?

I am not unattractive, I don't think. But, I could look better than I do. I want to meet lots of people over the next year and as shallow as it is, I want to look and feel good when it finally happens. I want to look good when I next see Morholt.

Bah. Now I am just rambling.