I don't know if I've told you about my arch-nemesis at the gym. I may have written about her before. She is who I'll never be: small. She is petite. She is attractive. She has muscular arms. I hate her, only because I'm jealous. But I also work out harder when I see her. She is ALWAYS at the gym and now her and her boyfriend (also muscular, attractive) work out together. I want to throw up in my mouth when I see them. Last time I saw them, they were wearing coordinated Under Armor gym clothes. I hate them. I hate me.
In other news, I have had TWO weeks of naughtiness, although this week I can breathe through my nose. Last week, I had a nasty cold. This week I have stepped it up and have already went to the gym 3 times (Since Saturday) and did yoga last night after I went out to dinner. I have a notebook, in which I am writing what I do in three columns: cardio, strength and flexibility. I am hoping that having a real written account of what I am doing will help. Plus I see people with these notebooks at the gym all of the time and I want to have one too.
Finally, I wanted to post pictures of my 26th Birthday party but my computer isn't allowing me to, like it's not allowing me to post on certain people's comments!!!!!!!!!! (This makes me angry!)