Well, your mental health anyways. I joined Cardinal Fitness yesterday. I came to the realization that I shouldn't be sore the next day after running to 2 bases during rec league softball.
When I work out, it's just me, my iPod, and my thoughts. If it's a good song on the iPod, for instance, the Black Eyed Peas "Boom Boom Pow", while using the elliptical, I imagine myself in a boxing gym in a montage of sorts. You know, doing some punches, kicks, something that resembles a karate chop with dimmed lights. It's intense. Then there are times where I just bounce from thought to thought. I talked to my step sister Laura yesterday for close to 40 minutes. She asked how long Marc and I had been together. I told her it had been a year in April. Her response, "WOW, that's a long time for you." She's right. That is a long time for me. Then I started thinking about boys I had lived with in the past and came to the realization that 3 of the 4 are engaged or married, 1 I lost track of, but last I heard, had a baby on the way. And then there was another realization. In all these cases, the girls they are married to/are marrying is the girl they dated right after me. I never saw Good Luck Chuck, but I'm pretty sure I'm the live version. Has anyone see this? After all is said and done is Chuck ok?
So yeah, working out is bad for your health. Apparently I need to get more critically acclaimed music like the Black Eyed Peas so my mind stays in the boxing montage.
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