so I have gym right now...and I hate it. Even with my muscular physique it sucks. Today our teacher (I don't know if I should call him Mr, Dr, Proffessor, or coach) was gone with the wrestling team, because, once again, our team is in the playoffs. So today we had to workout on our own. I went after work this morning at 9. Ummmm....like I even know how to using the weight room equiptment! I haven't touched that stuff since 9th grade. We have to workout for 40 minutes a week on our own time in addition to normal class time, so normally I will go with my friend justin. This time, though, I was flyin solo. So after a quick glance into the weight room, I headed for an open treadmill: safe, simple, hell. Many of you know about my one, amazing year in Cross Country, but for those of you who don't, I can sum it up nicely: I was good at and enjoyed everything except for the running. So here I was going back to an activity that I despise, but I REALLY didn't want to do one of those step machines. So I bit the bullet and ran for a wopping 2.2 miles.....I won't even mention how long it took me to do that either.....THEN, to make matters worse, I got back to my room and my roommate had already left.....and locked the door.....and I didnt' bring my keys with me to work. FAAAAABULOOOOUS! All I wanted to do was take a shower and get clean again. Did I mention that I overslept this morning and woke to my supervisor calling me on the phone at 7:40 to tell me I was already 10 minutes late for work?? Yes this was a fantastic morning.......pooper